Low Self-esteem Characters Novels & Stories

He stared at me for a second, then sighed and gently moved my hand away so he could inspect it. “You’re unbelievable,” he muttered. I swallowed. “Was I being an asshole again,” I asked. “I’m sorry. It’s not on purpose. It’s just who I am.” That made him pause. He sat back slowly, expression softer now. “You say that like it’s permanent,” he said. “Like you don’t get to change.” I shrugged carefully. “People like me don’t really get character development.” He huffed. “You’re annoying.” “But you still came,” I said.

"You spend every waking moment polishing a halo that's held up by nothing but rumors and Jaxon's stupidity. You're not a Saintess. You're a parasite in a white dress." I turned to Ivy and the minions. "And you lot? You follow her because you're too cowardly to have a personality of your own. You're background noise. You're the dust that settles on history books while people like me are actually writing them. You think you're better than me? I cast silent spells while you're still struggling to spell your own names." I looked at Jaxon, who stood like a man struck by lightning, his golden aura extinguished, his mouth slightly open. "And you. You're the biggest fool of all. You lost a diamond b

My eyes stung with unshed tears as I gestured wildly with my hands. “I know I may not look it on the outside. I know I come across as weak and fragile and stupid and naïve to everyone,” “Never, Lena. That’s not what I—" I kept going regardless, “—and heaven knows I probably have the lowest self-esteem ever. But if I don’t do this… who else will? Who’s going to stop Allison from treating everyone like garbage? This is my chance to—"

"Can you please leave my apartment?" "Of course, I'll leave," she rubs her eyes furiously. "But do you have any idea how much I have to go through because of the games you and your friend play with me? The self-hatred, low self-esteem, and depression? I'm just cross-eyed, I still have a heart. I'm a human too." "I told you I'm sorry," I keep my tone to a minimum. "What else can I do?" "Rot in hell for -"

"She said, to my utter shock. "Who?"I asked her, failing to comprehend her words that had seeped into the hollows of my ears. "Dumuzi of course!"She said to me, "So Dumuzi did this? All this?"I uttered in a state of disbelief and suddenly all that had happened to me in my young life flashed before my very eyes. Suddenly, her words sought to drag my self-esteem to the bottom of it's hollows and there I found myself hurt and sad that someone could be cruel enough to do this to me. At that moment, I hauled myself from these deep feelings of sadness and thoughts of unworthiness. After all, who was Dumuzi to me? He was rich and all, he had everything he dreamed of, but he was much less of a good

'' “Stupid girl!... That's right, there are some of our traits attached to you. But, Atthy. Do you realize it?'' ''What?!... Asking, after calling me stupid!'' shouted Atthy curtly with lips slightly forward. ''You are! Atthy, some of our traits are mixed up. Not only you. Keffy, Reeve, Ray, Leon, and Tora. Some of our characteristics also exist in you all. But no matter what our nature is with you, we still can't change what is already there." ''What's that?!'' ''Self.'' ''Ha?!'' ''Atthy, there is Dira's character in you, stubbornness... Tenacity. Many say that's my nature... Your brave and loud attitude can master situations and circumstances... They were Halvir and Aefar... But what makes

She deserved peace. Meghan’s POV. I patiently listened to his story as I suppressed his negative feelings, enabling him to calm down and relax. He was a troubled man; I could see it from the way he was, the way he talked and the way he behaved. He had low esteem for himself—irrespective of his nature and rank. He deemed himself useless and he was deeply depressed. He was traumatised and that hurt me more than he could ever know.

"Because it is kind and genuine." "I am pretty and sexy, am I not?" "Yes, but those are just extra, love. Your character is what makes you perfect and lovely." "And what is in my character that made you love me?" "You're humble and patient. I never thought you will be like that when it comes to Uno." "You're far much better than me, love. Imagine you took care of us even from the very beginning when I was still bearing Uno." "I promised to myself that I'll never be like my parents. I know how it feels to be lonely most especially when I needed them."

Louis then look back and ask the class if they could remember him. "Low self esteem!" Everyone mutted loudly to give response to what he's delusional about. His facial expressions changes and stoop up. "Oh! That? I'm not. It never can be lively for someone every seconds. I guess I'm just down naturally. I will be fine. I will never do what I preached against." He said smiling at Mrs. Louis directly while looking her eyeball to eyeball. She held his hands and told him not to get down naturally because it's not what's good for growth in human.

Being his forced wife doesn't exactly leave me with much room for mistakes. "Everything is going to be alright."I inhale and exhale a few times before walking in the living area.All my way to where I can hear laughters of multiple men and a female voice,I rub my sweaty hands on my thighs. I can't make a fool of myself.I have always been a person of low self esteem unlike my sister who always succeeds in catching all the attention on her whereas I choose to remain low profile. I fear criticism.