I Will Never Be Good Enough Novels & Stories

I stepped forward, and pulled her into my arms. She pushed against my chest, and tried to break free from my hold. "Gio, let me go." "No, I'm not letting you go." She finally gave up, and stopped pushing. Instead, she buried her face into my neck and sobbed, while I held her tightly. "Why can't I ever be good enough for anyone? Is there something wrong with me?" "No. Baby, look at me. There's nothing wrong with you. There's no one better. You're perfect."

He asks warmly, an affectionate twinkle in his eye. “Oh, don’t say that. I’m so tired of getting credit for things that just so happened to occur in my general vicinity.” I complain, slumping back and rubbing my full belly. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliments… I just… perfection is an impossible thing to live up to… and I am so far from perfect it’s laughable. I don’t want to end up with a reputation that I’m destined to fall short of – I’m only human after all.” A moment after the words leave my mouth, I realize they aren’t true. “I mean, not human, but I’m just a person like everyone else.”

And she hated the way he'd just jump into a conclusion no one had drawn. "No.. it's not!" "Then what is it?" He said, leaning in more with obvious curiosity. His eyes encouraged her to just let it all out immediately. "Okay so, here goes nothing. I don't know why, but I've always felt like I'm not good enough. Like there's something wrong with me that makes me inferior to everyone else. It's like this nagging voice in the back of my mind that tells me I'm not smart enough, not talented enough, not attractive enough...just not enough," Ember took a deep breath to stop her breath from shaking because it felt like she was ripping out prominent pages of her heart. Will placed his hand on hers wi

"That's your choice" I frowned. "Why are you always like that?" I said. "Like what?" "Like that. You're nice to people and you don't judge them. You always try to understand them even when they're in the wrong" I stated. "Because that's who I am. I choose to understand the people around me" "Then why can't you choose me?" I suddenly said. There was a moment of silence. "Am I not good enough?" I asked her. "No,of course not. It's because you're too good, Theo. You're an amazing human being who deserves the world"

I was dead to her. For years, I had tried to be enough, to fill the void left by Ryder’s death, but nothing had ever been good enough. Now, in her moment of pain, she revealed the truth I had always feared: I was not enough. I had never been enough and I wasn't even existing to her

"Why can't you just say it, Zina? Why can't you just admit how wonderful you are?" "Because I'm not," I sob. "I just mess everything up. I don't deserve you. You think I'm so great now, but you'll realize eventually that I'm not good enough, and you'll leave me. Like everyone does, like how Xaden left me, like how my parents left me. I'm not worth it." I've ruined everything. I'm sobbing, and it's humiliating, and I'm sure he's really done with me now. The room falls silent, and I'm shaking.

"It's just been really hard for me lately. I feel like I'm stuck in a rut and I don't know how to get out of it." Uiv I was confused with her words, "What do you mean by that?" I didn't know why she was talking like this. Carla was the happy one amongst us. "I feel like I'm not good enough, like no matter what I do, it's never enough. And it's not just at school, it's with my family too, my friends and all. My parents are always pushing me to be perfect, to get good grades and be successful, but I feel like I'm never going to live up to their expectations. I don't even have someone to call my own."

I said, my voice shaking with anger. Feeling overwhelmed, I started walking toward the door, desperate to get away. But then a thought hit me. “You say you want a perfect life with someone else? After treating me like this, do you really think I’ll ever trust another guy? Let me remind you—perfection doesn’t exist. Everyone has flaws. Imperfections are what make us human. You’re chasing something you’ll never have, Marco. You’re not perfect, and you never will be. No one is. Think about that.”

When I met Tristan I tried to be someone else, I tried to be a version that I thought would be good enough for him and still I failed because we broke up. It was not until I had the accident that I realised that Tristan will never be the man I need him to be. I agree that I have some feelings for him but I know that I will never be good enough for him. My past has tainted the way he looked at me but I believe that my past has been the only reason I was able to tell right from wrong, the reason why I didn't want to do any more wrong and the reason why I can wake up everyday.

Never good enough. And it wasn’t just because I am not a boy. I don’t have any talent. I’m not strong. I complain too much, and I’m in the way. I’m too short, and I am weak, dumb, and a waste of space. For a little while, I thought maybe people here would think differently. For a second, I thought that maybe my parents were wrong. But they aren’t. I’m no good. I am pretty sure I’m actually the opposite of good, considering the thoughts I’ve been having. Becoming friends with werewolves? Having dirty thoughts about werewolves? Caring about them?