Quotes About Insecurities And Jealousy Novels & Stories

He’s still hot and I still get jealous. With my legs crossed, I lean back into the seat, my head turned to the side as I gaze out of the window beside me. I cross my arms tightly around me, hugging myself as I surrender to my most detrimental quality: insecurity. I fucking hate this. “Are you really doing this again, Elysian?” Cade’s voice cuts through the quiet, annoyance lacing his tone. Again? I grit my teeth, turning to glare at him, “Am I really doing what again, Cade?”

He clamps his mouth closed. I lean my head back taking another breath to find my centre. This subject is hard. “When I said I’m only jealous about things that matter, it didn’t mean you don’t matter to me. You do matter to me, more than anything. I don’t fear someone like Davina can steal you away nor will I be made to feel inadequate by someone like her, because I trust that you are mine. Because I’m putting my faith in us enough to believe no one can take you away from me. I would never want to make you feel jealous or envious and I would hope you wouldn’t want the same for me.”

Which makes it all the way more dangerous . A jealous person holds on tightly to what they already have – usually their romantic partner – to keep others from taking this person away . When envy and jealousy get out of control, it can be highly destructive . It’s important to understand that jealousy is an emotion that can torment the one you care most about. In fact, jealousy can even become somewhat of an addiction.The disregard that you put on that person through your jealous insecurities is as real to them as your feelings of being trapped in your own prison of doubt .

she scoffed while looking up at him, before returning to scrubbing more furiously. Quisito loved the new shade of jealousy on her, along with her reddened ears, but he could also detect something else on her that he didn’t want – Insecurity. He had been in a lot of relationships before, but he was her first. And will be her last. It was natural for her to feel insecure about him, but he didn’t like to see it in her and decided to do something about it.

“I’m an honest man. If I want another woman, I would tell you. But I really don’t—just you.” Tears hit my eyes, and I blinked them away quickly so they would stop. My attempts to ward them off weren’t good enough, and they pierced through my eyes and dripped down my cheeks. “I’m sorry I got jealous.” “It’s okay,” he whispered. “It turns me on when you get jealous.” I wiped my tears away with my fingertips. “I thought insecurity would be ugly.” “Not with you. You could walk into any bar, right now, and pick up a handsome guy. The fact that you’re spending your time worrying about me instead of finding someone better is sexy. You’re needy, possessive, jealous…and I like it.”

The simple word, typed in stark white against the black screen, held a universe of pain, a lifetime of self-doubt. "You've got me messed up in ways I don't even have names for." Before she could fully process the weight of that confession, another message arrived, each word a hammer blow to her carefully constructed defenses,threat-ening to shatter them completely. Johnny: "When you talk to someone else, I feel it in my teeth." Jealousy, raw and possessive, dripped from the words, a primal instinct laid bare. "When you smile at someone else, I lose my damn mind."

"At least, you can show us his picture" "I don't have any", I groan. "Really? We can't believe it. Come on. He must be really handsome, huh? We're not gonna steal your man, girl", Nancy blurts out. "Jesus! It's not about that. I'm not an insecure or jealous type of woman", I snarl. "Girl, there's a thing called healthy jealousy. You definitely feel it for your man, trust me. If you're not jealous, we doubt your feelings", Kizzy adds.

"As long as she stays, she may be treated nicely with great generosity but once she leaves, she becomes an object of hatred and reprisal." "A yes for me too," I said. "A man is jealous of his self-respect while a woman is jealous of her lack of it. Women are prepared to tolerate infidelity because they desperately need security and they suffer torments of jealousy because they are terrified of abandonment." "An insecure woman would love a man to make love in a possessive way, so much that she shouldn't be capable of wanting anybody else."

" Well... I'm... I'm jealous okay? That's it. I'm jealous." " Of what?" "I don't know. I just don't want my husband walking around without underwear when there's all these other people outside there. People who'll look at you in a certain way. Yes I know you'd never entertain them but God I'm jealous in any case. I don't know what to say that's going to be right but I really feel jealous." " Well I don't know how we'll fix your jealousy because you just said you trust me right! That's all that matters. I mean no one else can get what you get from me. Ever. So there's nothing to worry about."

"Scared of what?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think he's scared of you leaving—but of not being enough for you. Jealousy’s ugly, but sometimes it’s just fear with a bad temper," she said. I stared at her, with my mouth slightly open, as she had just randomly dropped a wise quote.