Low Self-esteem Characters Novels & Stories

“I talked with someone… and they made me realize a few things.” My heart was racing. “What… what things? That I’m too ugly for you?” He exhaled sharply. “You see what I’m talking about? You’re too much of a load for me, Charlotte.” A sharp pain shot through my chest. “A load?” “I don’t want to be with someone who treats herself with so little kindness. You’re ashamed of your appearance, and it’s not my role to make you feel secure. I can only say and do so much, and frankly, it’s exhausting. I don’t care what experience you’ve had — you’re not the only one with a sad upbringing. You hate and abuse yourself more than any of the people you claim abused you.”

Celeste: She/Her: Loving, resilient, but self-conscious; Celeste is a character of growth. While she does have her shortcomings, both controllable and out-of-her-hands, she learns to adapt and grow with the love of those around her. Never given the chance to come into her own, Celeste becomes glad to find a pack in which she can be a normal wolf, for a change

So how will he befriend him when he is so different from him? Kalyx annoys him most of the time, maybe because he thinks that he is dumb. He's already thirteen years old and he still stutters sometimes. Even he wouldn't want to befriend himself. For him, Kalyx is very unreachable. He knows that Kalyx wouldn't want to have a friend like him. "See? I knew it, you're crushing on Kalyx." Sidhiel almost let out a scream when he heard Eara speak behind him. He did not notice her entering his room.

In this part of the country, most of the people were in the middle class and most of them were working to get what to give to their families. I kept making so many applications with hope that one day I would be able to get a job . For my family, I was trying as hard as I would to forget them. The wounds that Lance caused to me still fresh on my mind. It was hard to over come rape .I felt I didn't belong sometimes. I had hope that I would one day be able to gain self confidence that I have never been able to gain my whole life. ***

Alexandra then changed the tone of her voice to sound more convincing and pressing. “Listen, Jacob, you don’t have to do this. OK? I don’t like being indebted to people, so, please. If you pay for it, then I’m not going to have coffee with you then.” As much as she felt bad for saying it to him, but she has no choice. He has to know that even though she appreciates his intentions, it gives her the impression that he thinks lowly of her. That she’s always in need of help, which is not true. She just chooses not to ask for help.

I said. " Mommy , tell me will everyone like me again? I asked sobbing. " Ofcourse dear, everyone loved you and will always loved you" my mom said. " Won't I still be regarded as a mad woman? I asked. " Why are you degrading yourself, you are not a mad woman, I have always known you to have a high self esteem, where is this feelings coming from? Mommy asked. " It's just that I see my previous condition that could be a stigma on me" I said.

Fear ran down her spine, and it took some seconds to get herself together. “You can't win except Vivian doesn't feel like winning which is quite impossible. Vivian loves to win.” He smirked. “Once again, you are going to go back to the loser you are after the finals.” He poked her chest. Lily flinched from the poke, it awakened the low self-esteem she had fought hard to push to the deepest part of her.

I asked, wiping a tear from my eye. Matt sighed. “You sound like you have really low self esteem, Rose,” he explained. “Look, I get it. I used to be that way, too. And when you have low self esteem, it can feel like everyone is judging you; but people are thinking about themselves. I’ll bet that most people aren’t paying any attention or judging you, and if they are, then who cares? That just shows that they’re the ones with problems. Not you.” Matt’s words left me reeling. Was it true—that people really weren’t judging me as much as I thought?

He gleamed at me, and I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with emotion. He pulled me into a hug. "So no matter what," he whispered, "don’t ever think you’re not enough." I didn’t realize the tears had started falling. "But I was never good enough… No matter how hard I tried… Nobody… Nobody ever saw it…" I choked out between sobs. I came here with high hopes. I wanted revenge but now I felt out of place. Even the title ‘Luna’ felt distant-like it didn’t belong to me. Because I had always had low self-esteem. Because I never felt enough. I was worth… nothing.

If I knew that not showing fake respect and arguing with his psycho self would do this to me I would have never argued with him in the first place. "So you want to be a prostitute huh? You want other men to touch you huh? What can I expect from a slut like you. You're a characterless girl who is ready to spread her legs in front of anyone anytime and in front of me you're doing drama?" he said and pulled me to via my hairs