Inferiority Complex Opposite Mga Nobela at Kwento

William, on the other hand, confidently and hypocritically said, "That's different. Jade, you are intelligent, beautiful, kind, and filial, and you can also earn a lot of money. Besides a tiny flaw in your body, you have no shortcomings. Why should the other person reject you?" Thorne couldn't help but laugh, but he strongly agreed with William's point, “I think Uncle is absolutely right. Thea, you can't just focus on the aspects of your life that aren't going well. In fact, you're amazing... You are currently the most valuable woman in the Capital!" William looked at Thorne in shock and secretly gave him a thumbs up, "Finally, you spoke like a human." Thea's inferiority complex had long bee

‘Did I have chicken pox as a kid? He ended the call a few minutes later. ‘You’ll be glad to know, well, I’m certainly glad to know, that I did have them. We had them at the same time actually, but, whereas my sister Olivia was a model patient, I was a shocker. Same old story.’ He looked at her expressionlessly except for the wicked little glint in his eyes. ‘It’s amazing I didn’t grow up with some serious complexes brought on by my saintly sister.’ ‘Maybe you did. Maybe,’ Irene said gravely, ‘your desire to get your own way is an inverse reaction to a subliminal inferiority complex bestowed on you by your sibling?’

Her eyes remain wide and filled with shock that cripples her momentarily. "All the more reason why someone as psychotic as you has no business ruling anyone. You think being small is a weakness when the real weakness here is that inferiority complex of yours that pushes you to hurt people because you were hurt as well." I say coldly, finally understating what kind of person she is. The kind that soaks up pain and suffering like a sponge while growing, using it as a weapon to keep everyone in check and beneath them because it’s all they know. "You fucking bitch!" The slap finally registers in her mind now after seconds of reliving the shocking moment.

So, let's do a little thinking, shall we? We were the same people who thought, looks can bring us a better luck in life. But what about the good looking people who are victims of our judgemental mind? Are they leaving a better life? Is life better with criticism here and there? No. It is in our blood to suffer from inferiority complex, hence the jealousy. Now, you will say that all these speeches are because I'm beautiful. Some of you may call me conceited. But give me a chance to explain, okay?

"You might be right. I'm competent and overly cute after all.." "Is this a bragging session..?" I drop my shoulder in defeat. “I'm an amazing person. You think so too, don't you? But in one area, you're beating me. We're the same age, and gender doesn't matter for this. So, I'm going to go ahead and say it: It makes me sick to know that you, the person who's beating me—Low-Sero, the one person I respected—is ruining his life. It's unforgivable! It's disgusting! If the person beating me is worthless, doesn't that make me worthless, too?”

" Who are you to decide on her behalf?? Tell her your feelings, tell her your inhibitions then let her also decide. It's her life too. It should be your combined decision." " But we have nothing in common... We would not be able to adjust. " " That is utter nonsense of you to say, that you would not be able to adjust with each other as you are poles apart in nature. You both need to do just a bit of adjustment. " " But... " " Don't you know that opposites always attract each other?? Don't forget the attraction between you? It is a very driving force. " " I don't know, I don't think it is a good idea... She doesn't even like me. I think she likes someone else. I don't want to talk about thi

As I watched his irritability grow, his extreme misogyny on full display, I suddenly understood the warning my mother had given me all those years ago. "Hannah, a boy like Samuel might be smart and talented, but he has an inferiority complex and an inflated sense of pride. He's a suspicious man, always thinking others are looking down on him. "Even if he becomes successful, he will always carry that insecurity. And one day, his jagged edges might hurt you." Back then, I was blinded by my love for Samuel. I didn't take my mother's words to heart. In the years that followed, he found his big break, establishing his own company in just a few years.

Narrators POV. In high-class society, there were only two types of people. The ones with their Superiority complex And the others with their Inferiority complex These two sets of people mingled in the high-class world. a world that ordinary individuals strive to join and be among. One that they wished and longed to be born in. Ordinary people believed that that world was forever peaceful and desirable. And it would remain so.

Isaac slowly walked towards her, only making her heart beat louder and louder “I’m listening.” “I believe you know that your brother has always had an inferiority complex towards you.” she took some time to explain, still unable to get the words out “He will never admitted it, but anyone who was around him long enough could tell. He did a good job of hiding the reasons for this, but, every now and then, I was able to witness how resentful he felt about his father's first son being able to excel more than him.” “This is nothing new to me.” Isaac shrugged dismissively “Austin was always the golden boy, with the perfect family. His mother convinced him that he was born to dominate the spotlight

Who would have thought that the boy at the back of the class, who never talked to anyone and who I thought was just mean would be my friend now? I sure didn't.