Low Self-esteem Characters Novels & Stories

She digs her knees into my chest, and I gasp for breath. She looks annoyed. “You never used to fight back this much. Not that it’s going to make any difference now. Something like you shouldn’t exist, Charlotte. You’re a waste of space, a waste of breath. I always told Father he should have ripped off your limbs and tossed you into the woods to be food for the wild animals. At least your life would have amounted to something then!” Her words stab me in the heart, but I don’t stop struggling. For years, I have battled low self-esteem, taught myself that I matter. If not to my family or to humans, or to anyone, then I matter to the animals I care for. They depend on me. They need me. They love

“You fought so hard so you’ll be nothing like Nary and you trained your daughter to be nothing like you when you were a child. Your boss is a dick, let’s just leave it that way.” “I almost strangled him to death.” “Cheer up. You can’t go around having low self-esteem again.” “Right.” Bree knew how much she battled to be confident again after running away from her mother. She knew how she suffered from low self-esteem and treated everyone else like they were above her in every way. Those were the worst moments of her life where people took advantage of her and if there was a time she never wanted to go back to, it would be that period.

You might not be Oscar but you can be a greater version of yourself. How exactly am I to that? I'm a pathetic rich boy who just looks intimidating and nothing more. I'm not even tough. Behind my quiet gazes and expressions which are indifferent, tough looks and rich kid aura due to my background, I'm nothing but a damaged kid who's a pushover. I have low self esteem and I'm worth nothing. My existence to the world is nothing. For goodness sake, even my parents find me a burden.

“Maybe he just got you back to be a tool against the mafia? Maybe he was waiting to use you to press on Jack, from the very beginning? Didn’t you just see what monster behind the pretty face of Claude? Is he better than Jack? Maybe if he loves you he will cage you as well!” Flora shook her head trying to get those mischievous thoughts away. But she wasn’t able to. She is a girl whose own family gave up on her to a psycho. She is the little girl ignored by her father. She is the woman betrayed by the sister she loves. She is the one treated as a maid in her own house. She is nothing. She is just a giant piece of nothing. For her who was broken by her most beloved ones, self-esteem was nothing

Emily never gave up using my background to smear and attack me. She thought my background was my sore spot. I was stunned for a moment. Then I raised my chin and replied, "Emily, you're the one with low self-esteem. Do you not know the saying? One loves to brag about what one lacks most. I've never belittled myself for where I came from. Instead, it was you who kept bringing it up. You should be ashamed of yourself, not me. At least, my parents loved me when I was young. But you came from an orphanage!"

And why was that? The reason Maxine rated Thea at an eight was because Thea still had certain traits that Maxine disliked. First, the girl still lacked self-confidence, making it difficult for her to truly believe in her own abilities and choices. Second, Thea thought too much about others, constantly doubting her own decisions, and struggled to make choices purely for herself. As a result, she often missed out on opportunities for happiness. In truth, once in a while, Thea should learn to be more selfish—holding on to her own desires and happiness instead of always putting others first.

I began, voice calm and sweet, “but she’s not. She has a lot of shortcomings. Most of her experiments are unreliable. In fact, Grey was the one who did most of her work for her. School projects, even her final thesis—he helped with everything.” It had been the other way around, because Anastasia was and is a simpering fool, but the old man doesn't have to know it. “And there's the thing of her low self-esteem…” I took a measured breath, feigning sadness. “She doesn’t trust her own capabilities. She never has.” Then I waited. For that moment of a change of mind. For the nod of gratitude for enlightening him. But it didn’t come. His eyes didn’t flicker, didn’t waver. He just STARED right at me

“So what? Let them choke on their gossip.” “I just can't. He'd see my fat ugly body and call it off. I'm undesirable.” Sandra sighed and sat at the edge of the sofa. “You're not fat or ugly. You need to stop shaming yourself.” Her voice grew calmer. “You've been through hell. This man is offering a way out, even if it's temporary. Take it. You don't need to overthink.” “Don't listen to her.” Joey snickered in my mind.

"I'm fat! That's what I am. And no, I'm not putting myself down but there's no way in hell I can pull something like what you're suggesting off. So fuck off Kim!" The silence between the two of them was deafening and for a moment it seemed like the while bakery had heard the final words of Holly. She took a turn and walked back to her office. Kim knew it was best to leave her alone. She turned and walked back to Charlie. "You kinda pushed it too far" Charlie said quietly as Catalina slipped away with a wave. Kim glared at her. "I didn't. She has low self esteem" Kim replied as she folded her arms and pouted.

"Make sure the lead character in your novel is very pretty. No one would read that if the female character is as lame as me." I wanted to cherish this moment. I have been running away from my problems all my life. I'm the type of person who never gets angry at others even though they did something bad to me. I got used to being laughed at when I was still a student. I now understand that people bullied me before because I allowed them to. I never showed them that I was hurt with what they did. I never complained to them. I thought it was normal and they would eventually stop if I ignore them. It was the same with Geoff. I already knew that he was cheating on me, but I never confronted him. N