Novel & Cerita Quotes About Insecurities And Jealousy

“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.”

"Of course I am too possessive of people who I consider are mine. So don't even think of changing." ....... [Jacqueline's POV] I know how it feels to never be good enough for someone. How it feels when the people we love don't love us back. Or how it feels when they don't even recognize us. why wouldn't I know? I am A girl who fights her insecurities every day. Who knew better than me, possession is nothing but a feeling of insecurity we develop to deal with our extrinsic circumstances. To fake our insecurities in a wrapped-up great word. But who am I to give someone fake hope.

I braced myself for the sting, but none came. “What is that?” “Antiseptic.” “It doesn’t sting, though.” He smiled. “Estella is quite good at her potion work.” “It seems like she’s got everyone fooled with her healing knowledge. You know if I knew anything about healing, no one would be able to say anything.” He said nothing for a moment. “You’re not saying anything?” “It is normal to be jealous. Normal to be insecure of your place in someone’s life when things changed so drastically,” he said. “It’s a sign of love in most cases.”

He sighed, but there was no real frustration in it. Just possessiveness wrapped in restraint. We resumed walking, this time closer. His arm slid around my shoulders. Not claiming. Not announcing. Just… holding. And I realized something in that moment. Jealousy, when it comes from insecurity, is ugly. But when it comes from caring quietly… it feels different. He wasn’t afraid of losing me. He just didn’t like sharing the sight of my smile. And strangely, that made my heart beat a little faster.

It shouldn't bother me, really, it shouldn't but I can't help the cloud of jealousy that sprouts up at the thought of some random faceless woman spending time with him at the mansion. It is horribly familiar to what I used to feel with Kathryn. Some older more accomplished, confident woman on Linc's arms is literally the stuff of my nightmares. My jealousy is irrational and borderline psychotic but it is what I feel and I can't help myself. "But why is it important?" Linc asks. "It is not." I say quickly. Defensively. Fuck, am I about to ruin this dinner over something as dumb as my insecurities? "Okay." He smiles airily and put his forkful of pasta in his mouth.

"I'll let him know tonight. He's going to lose his mind." Kianna nodded, a genuine, soft smile finally returning to her face. I watched her resume eating, the cold atmosphere between us melting away by the second. But the guilt in my chest was still a heavy, suffocating anchor. I needed to clear the air entirely. "I felt like a complete idiot," I murmured, my gaze dropping to my plate as the old insecurity crept back into my voice. "The second I saw you standing next to Ramirez that night, my mind just went to the darkest place. I got so incredibly jealous. I guess... I was just terrified of how easily I could be replaced by someone like Nathan Zac Ramirez. He’s wealthy, he’s a household nam

Brent Jealousy ; that ugly green eyed monster that crops up every time you think you have everything sussed out, under control, and safe. I have to admit I get insanely envious and It can sometimes lead to regret for doing what I did for fear of abandonment, seeing someone as a rival or losing what's mine.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and it pained me to see her in such distress. 'I'm so jealous, Lucas. I don't know if tomorrow or the next day, you'll find someone else again. I fear that one day, our son and I will wake up to the reality that we're no longer the center of your life. I'm sorry for my insecurities,' she confessed, her voice trembling.

"You haven't answered my question." At that, Selena finally showed a relaxed expression. "You know too little about women. Women's jealousy is very strange. Usually speaking, women's jealousy ranks like this—being jealous that someone looks more beautiful than her; being jealous that someone has a better figure than herself; being jealous that someone has more money, and the greatest jealousy is—"

Without thinking, Mia replied, “Yes. Is it from your wife again?” “No, but from Maya Angelou. She said that jealousy in a relationship is like salt in food.” The secretary's brows instantly furrowed. "Why did she think so?" "A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening." “Life threatening because it can cause high blood pressure?” the secretary replied, starting a joke. A small chuckle suddenly sounded crisp. “Right, it can trigger a heart attack too.”