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“I know you hate this. I know you don’t like the fact that I’ll be with Jake and then you have nothing but crumbs. But let this be a warning to you that you can never match me. You can never come close to me. You’ll always be behind me.” I shuddered with mockery. “I don’t know what to tell you, Blair, but if you constantly try to seek validation and prove your worth to others, then it shows how low your esteem is. You’d better work on your self-esteem before it gets too late.” She looked mad. “You’re just saying this because you’re jealous of me. I don’t care what you say. I’m the one who’s getting engaged to Jake, not you.”

“Tell me what I would say.” “That I'm being delusional and leading him on. That I'm nothing in comparison to the women he hangs out with. I'm just the help. I get that. I'm not trying to be more than that. But when someone does something nice for me that I really appreciate, I don't mind being a fool if it means showing them the gratitude they deserve,” she breathed out after that long response. “Fine, you can carry on with the insults now.” “For someone so pretty, you have a shitty self esteem.” He shook his head, almost pitifully.

LEAH Leah was angry. Mostly at herself, for behaving so cowardly earlier. How could a single person exude that much confidence? She had no single trace of fear in her eyes, confident that she could win against anyone. Leah had never felt that way towards anyone else, rather she made others feel how weak their self-esteem strength was. She gets envied at work because she seems like a winner in life.

Joan chipped in. "It's simple, self esteem. When you have self esteem, you can approach anyone even the president." I said confidently. "Really self esteem, you mean because you had self esteem ray never exhibited those disgusting attitudes?" Joan Asked? "Not really, He is such a jerk and he is so rude and mean more I maintained tole race but given all those bad times, Ray have changed a lot. Amidst the company of ray I feel like I am with a different person unlike the arrogant jerk that I once know." I said and Clara giggled.

This was my last hope. “This is my last hope! This fucking study is…” I would have roared, body trembling and palms sweating when my gaze fell on the bookshelf. “Maybe I'll find a book that will help with my madness after this.” I sighed, giving up. I began to rummage through the covers, hoping for a title that would catch my attention. Shawn seemed to read a lot of books on self-growth and improvement. He also read a few about redemption but when I found one titled: ‘The Weightiness of Guilt’, something about it drew me closer.

I said elevating my butt from the sofa. "O-oh, alright then, I'll see you guys around right?" Sandra asked in uncertainty. I smiled and hugged Sandra "sure, anytime" I whispered in her ear. On our way out, as we walked through the narrow street to the main road, I had a conversation with Precious. "You know why people intimidate you? Because you have a low self esteem. Look at Sandra, she's not as tall as you are, I'm not even as tall as you are but Sandra in particular never questioned The Almighty about her height. She walks confidently in that short fine legs".

I don’t get this girl sometimes. How can she not see it? How can she not realize how amazing she is? I want to know who to blame for this low self-esteem our girl has and beat the crap out of them. She’s intelligent, funny, sexy as fuck, and well everything my brothers and I could want or need. We’ll have to work on her self-esteem. We’ll make her realize the truth by worshiping her like the goddess she is.

I stared at her but she still kept mute. "To be honest Sandra, you are beautiful young woman. And your boyfriend is lucky to have you. I want you to know you are priceless and you are worth more than gold. I do not want you to take those hurtful words I said the other time to heart. It is just me being a hater, a bad belle. No one can and no one shoul make you feel inferior without your consent. Eleanore Roosevelt made me realize that. And I want you to have it at the back of your mind. You are not ugly. You are beautiful, you have a perfect body shape. I want you to know that. I do not know what I did to your self esteem. But I don't want you to have a low self esteem. I do not want you to

A faint smile twitched on her lips as she glanced up way too soon from the tablet. "All good. This is a reflection of who you are and how you picture yourself. I'mma score you three on a scale of one to ten, one being the least. Your self-esteem reflects on your options but not to worry we are going to boost them up and get you the right style to grab you the attention you deserve from the pack members and your husband." I was already in love with this particular class. It answered all of my questions about why Enid thought I was ugly. My clothes were, and not just my skin.

“I appreciate you being nice to me for a change, but I’m an amateur. I’m not at that level.”.His eyes narrowed aggressively. “One of the things I respect about you is your self-worth. You never underestimate yourself and have warned me not toNdo it either. You’re smart, resourceful, and spunky. You’re confident but never arrogant. You stand on that fine line and keep your balance. It’s hard for me to listen to you talk about yourself like that because it’s out of character for you.And frankly, it makes me respect you less.”