Quotes About Insecure Person Novels & Stories

“Is that what you think? That I see that when I serve them? First of all, Jackie, if flirting didn’t bring in more tips or help with more sales, I wouldn’t do it. Second of all, I don’t see those women, not one of them. I have the sexiest woman fucking me in a room right above the bar and that is the hottest shit to me. “Third of all, as lame as this may sound because I never would have said this, I am happy fucking only you. I don’t know where this streak of being insecure came from but I don’t like it. You almost sound...,” he paused and she lifted a brow, close to tears. “I sound like what, what else can you hurl at me right now to make me feel more like shit, huh?”

He encouraged, giving her knuckles soft kisses. "Thank you, I really needed that. I didn't know you are a motivational speaker, Cherub. How cool, a Poet and Motivational speaker." She grinned through her tears bringing a chuckle from his lips. "In this epoch, no one tries to help one another. We get vulnerable when we can't embrace our flaws and we let people taunt us for it. We are weak and insecure. We are human, it is inevitable that we feel insecure at times. Don't struggle alone, take in deep breath and let out everything. Bottling them up won't do you any good, let it out even if it is to the moon at night. Some people find it hard to confide in people and rather bottle it up. Don't do

He is not the nice guy from the romance movies, who is going to give me the best love story ever, he is Roman, the guy who gets what he wants, when he wants it and without worrying about using whatever methods are necessary, being quite honest I am a toy in his hands, he can change his mind any second about this, and this possibility does not please me. The downside of making insecure bets is not knowing what the next step will be, we have broken a line that there is no way to repair and I wonder if he thinks about this too, about how things have changed for us and if he ever regrets it. The fact is that we both got things mixed up, which was bound to happen since it all happened so fast, an

“I want to get Faye's custody because I know once you found about this... you could take her away from me. And you know about my opinion of your upbringing of Faye. No matter how you tried to show it... no matter how competent and self-confident you act...” He shook his head and then softly said. “I can't be wrong. You're nothing but a beautiful woman with money and a cunning mind. But truthfully you're insecure and you strive to surpass your mother in all aspect. You're jealous of her just as thirsty you're for Sarah's affection. Sandra, a true self-confident and competent person is incapable of jealousy in everything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.”

Patrick assured. "I...Is it sane for a person to feel insecure, seeing a lady with someone you detest?" "Who is the lady to you Mr. Reid?" "Am asking for a friend," "Ahh, a friend, you came here for a friend, I never thought you would be as nice as this, so who is the lady to this friend?" "She is of no importance." "Insecurity, threat, and uncertainty, hmm, and she is of no importance, your friend shouldn't be feeling the way because of a woman who lacks importance, or else he is emotionally attached to the woma...."

“I never made you feel that way. I don’t know where I fell short, but trust me... it’s not me. It’s you. It’s your insecurities that won’t let you trust me.” He pointed at me, and I chuckled bitterly. “Yes, you’re right. It is me.” I met his eyes, my voice steady though I was trembling inside. “And you know what? Tell me why I shouldn’t be insecure?” I took a shaky breath. “I never told you, but I’ve seen my mother suffer so much... all because she trusted someone too much. And where is she now? In a hospital. Still. While I’m here, all alone in this world.” My voice faltered, but I stood my ground. “So yes, it’s my fault. I made myself like this, so I wouldn’t have to go through what my mot

I’m very much opinionated. “Seems what?” “Like you would be bored. Plus, don’t you have better things to do than concern yourself with what’s on my mind?” I ask. “Well, Keri said overthinking is not good for you. So, try—” he pauses when we round a corner and notices that the hallway that leads to the is full of people. He straightens his shoulders, then exhales heavily. “Not a fan of people, I suppose?” “Not really. It’s a security risk. I should ask—” Before he can continue, Marc approaches us.

he sighed. “I didn’t realize that talking about my silly insecurities would remind you of really bad things.” Millicent lamented, guiltily “I know my ridiculous fear that being hated by people I don't even know is nothing compared to what you must have gone through in that house, being mistreated and punished by people like that…”

But Ian exploited fears I didn't know I had. _*]:min-w-0"> "Then you need to work on those fears. Therapy, meditation, whatever it takes to get to a place where your insecurities don't make you violent." I took a breath. "Because I love you, Otto. I really do. But I can't be in a relationship where I'm constantly afraid you'll believe the next person who tells you I'm cheating." _*]:min-w-0"> "So what are you saying?" _*]:min-w-0">

Like she had no idea what to actually say or maybe how to put what she has to say. She shrugged, "I'm insecure.... and I love you so much, but I have this weird thing I can't explain... I'm scared if I stand up for someone they'll see how much they mean to me and take advantage of that.. like walk over me the way Simone did..." Oh that fucken got under my nerve, without even thinking, I shot at her, "I am not Simone... and what's the use of treating me like I'll screw up the way your ex did if you'll fuck her anyways..."