Inferiority Complex Novels & Stories

Yet again, he used the term ‘pathetic worm’ to describe her, an insult that hurt her deeply. “You dared not accept my feelings because you are afraid that the person I love is still Myra and that I have other motives for pursuing you. You thought about it a lot, yet you refused to believe that I love you. It’s your inferior self that made you believe an enemy like me will never fall in love with you. You don’t believe that you have what it takes to make me fall for you.” While Matthias emphasized his point, it sounded as though he was saying that to himself as well. They were both similar in character—if it wasn’t for their inferiority complex, the three of th

“Until then, for some reason, I had convinced myself that Evelyn was worthless. Even though we had worked together at St. Catherine, and I should have known exactly how capable she was.” As I spoke, I looked down at my hands. “The words Sophie whispered to me, words that weren’t true, made me believe that. Saying it like that makes it sound better, but I think deep down, I also had something like an inferiority complex toward Evelyn.” Evelyn had been an exceptional doctor. Even before she became a doctor. Even long before that. We had grown up together, so I had seen so many versions of her. Lucas smiled faintly in front of me.

He never even defended me to his subordinates before, why would I expect him to defend me now? For the umpteenth time, I feel so small... and useless. I felt like I became even tinier than before and that I could be stomped and forever forgotten. I would never meet their expectations. I would never excel in their eyes because I was born with a stutter and a person like me should always be criticized.

“I’ve learned that you’ve got a tiny dick.” He goes to cut me off but I continue too fast for his miniscule brain to follow. “You wanna know how I know that? Because you feel the need to prove yourself to everyone else by being the biggest asshole around. It’s called overcompensation. You should look it up some time.”

A sly smile formed on her lips “Darn-tootin’! I rushed my ass right down there to see what was going on for myself, Sebastian was out of his mind, throwing things, yelling at the doctors, demanding they wake you up. It was insane, when he finally realized I was watching his ridiculous spectacle he practically assaulted me, demanded to know who sent you, who your actual parents were, that there was no way a Halfling possessed this much magic.” “I’m sorry… what is a halfling?” She rolled her eyes, “It’s a term we don’t really use because like I said before, you can come from the most powerful witches of the decade and still be a librarian, Mother Nature chooses not your blood line, nature alwa

"Let's not forget her habit of making decisions that she believes are best for everyone, mostly being best for herself," "I know right? Her decisions are almost always tilting to her interest. And let's not also forget her inferiority complex and anger issues," "Timidness, subconsciously simulated childishness, her belief that even if she's wrong, she shouldn't be scolded—" "Pompous and confident in a way that doesn't mix with her inferiority complex. It's sort of strange, honestly," Scarlette stroked her cheek thoughtfully. "I can't begin to explain. She's a mixed character. One minute she's like this, the other minute she's li

He was going to see a different side of the Ava he once knew. He stared at me, shock masked on his face, but I was damn serious. I hurriedly stood up from the bed as I headed to the door, opening it, I stood firm as I spoke, “I need you to leave my room.” He chuckled…loudly, before speaking, “And who do you think you are? What’s with this sudden confidence and tone? Is it because you saw you…” he trailed off, and I already knew what he wanted to say. His inferior complex was irritating, or was he also obsessed with Zayn? A day doesn’t pass without comparing himself with Zayn, consciously or not.

She did not deserve to be in the same room as everyone else. Why did she even attend the banquet in the first place? She would have been hard-hearted and stayed in the house. Olivia looked at the woman who was standing before her with envy. She was beautiful, she had a nice figure and she had a good family background. She was confident and she could do whatever she wanted. Only if she had a tenth of this woman’s courage, she would have been able to stand up for herself. But the inferiority complex in her would only make her want to quiver in fear. She did not have what it takes to face someone head-on. If not, she would not be feeling this humiliated.

The way his jaw clenched, the way his eyes shuttered, the way he recoiled. Like my touch had burned him. Like I was filth. Air lodged in my throat. Then he was gone. His scent. His weight. His heat. The door slammed shut, rattling the walls, and I was left alone. For the first time, something dark curled in my gut. Something ugly and jagged. Something I had never allowed myself to feel. Inferiority. I had never cared what people thought of me. Never let their opinions dictate my worth. But this?

But it did. And it wasn’t just made up stories this time. It was about something I really couldn’t do. I started walking mindlessly towards the training grounds, feeling the familiar feelings of inferiority. Except for all the bullying I got since I was a child, I’ve always felt inferior because of my wolf. I never once shifted. And just when I thought I had already settled with the idea that I was fine being a weaker wolf, I was thrown into this situation where my strength would matter.