Quotes On Jealousy And Insecurity Novels & Stories

she shot back, her voice rising in volume. Andrea's jealousy clouded his reasoning, and he persisted, "I don't care if he's just a friend. I don't want you getting close to other guys. It's not right." Elena's frustration reached its peak, and she raised her voice even louder. "You're being possessive, Andrea! Just because we're in a relationship doesn't mean I can't have other friends or enjoy their company. Your jealousy is suffocating me." Silence hung in the air as Andrea absorbed her words. His jealousy had blinded him to the point where he couldn't see how his actions were affecting their relationship. He realized that he had let his insecurities get the better of him, jeopardizing the

"It is fine. Do you hear me? It is totally fine. Nobody is leaving you behind in the dirt. We want you here. I want you just as bad as I want them. The circle is bigger now, but your spot is right here with me. Nothing changes that." Ezra blinked down at her. His fast breathing started to slow down as her soft words hit his brain. He leaned his forehead down against hers, letting out a long, shaky sigh that moved his whole chest. The ugly jealousy did not go away completely, but the scary insecurity inside his chest finally settled down into the floor.

“I don’t like feeling replaceable.” The words were out before I could temper them. Her expression softened immediately not defensive, not offended. That only made it worse. “You’re not,” she said. “I know that rationally.” I stepped closer, stopping just short of touching her. “But jealousy isn’t rational. It’s instinct. And I don’t like what my instincts do when they feel threatened.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “Did you think I would leave with someone else?” “No.” “Did you think I wanted to?”

Frustration welled up inside her as she questioned Axel's loyalty and commitment. "What's wrong with this loser... Can't he see how much I'm trying?" Her inner thoughts seethed with anger and resentment. "Still, he's running behind her... bloody slut." The bitterness of her inner dialogue reflected the depth of Jennie's jealousy and insecurity, Jennie's jealousy and determination reached a boiling point, she resolved to take drastic measures to ensure Axel's permanent commitment to her. With a cold determination, she decided that today would be the day she would finally have him, no matter the cost.

Grace I had never understood jealousy. I never understood why people got jealous when someone stood too close to their crush or partner. Why feel threatened by something that probably meant nothing? Just because someone flirted with the person you liked didn’t automatically mean that feeling was returned. It always felt pointless to me, a complete waste of energy spent on insecurity instead of trust.

"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.

“Of course. Guys like insecure women. It’s very satisfying making a girl feel better about herself. Much harder to do when the girl’s all confident and comfortable in her own body. Don’t worry, I don’t blame you.” “I don’t care if you blame me, you fucking idiot,” said Jenny, subtly intimating I’d missed the point. “What if someone comes along who doesn’t let you down? What if she can help you when you need her? You’ll go off with her, and no one would blame you.” So much insecurity, such wow.

I have to trust him, that we can do this, that we can get through it. We have to. “Don’t leave me when I get crazy and fat.” I sniff some more and can’t help the little vision of busty brunette from his office looking all slinky and demure in my future visual of me looking like a beached whale next to her. Being stupidly insecure and jealous and letting my dumb niggles get the better of me.

“A piece in a larger game. Don’t confuse protection with affection. Don’t mistake control for care.” The insecurity I had tried so hard to bury came rushing back tenfold. Was I really that naive? Did every charged look, every almost-touch, every moment of closeness mean nothing to him? The jealousy I’d felt over “her” now mixed with fresh, crushing humiliation. At least that woman had burned him. I was just… nothing. Invisible. Disposable. I nodded slowly, forcing my voice to stay steady even as my hands trembled violently at my sides and my throat tightened painfully. “You could’ve said that from the beginning.”

“Bitch, let me remind you that what is mine is mine! Period! You can't have her because he's mine!” I sighed. I swallowed. She was too much. I thought that she was the one who was blessed because she has Greyford as her last name. Why does it feel like she has the most insecure feelings? “First of all, Margarette, I am not a bitch. Second, you don't have the right to call me a bitch or yell at me because I am not your slave. Third, I was not flirting with or seducing your man. If you think it's malicious about his effort to check if I was alright here, then ask him about it. Lastly, try to feel secure about your possessions. It seemed that you were married to Greyford but have a long-term re