Esteem Stories

All my life, I believed every feeling had a place inside me-joy, fear, anger, hope. But recently, something slipped away. Something important. Something that once made me human. Now I'm stuck between who I used to be and who I'm becoming, searching for the one emotion that vanished without warning. The more I look for it, the more secrets I uncover-about myself, my past, and the people who claim to care about me. To find what I've lost, I must face truths I'm not ready for and memories I've tried to forget. But if I don't uncover the missing piece soon, I might lose myself completely.

Nowadays , a lot of people , mainly teenagers , have been comparing themselves to others. They do this mainly because they are insecure and do not have self confidence. Sometimes , we wish that we can be like a certain person we have met in our lives. But we must also learn to love ourselves. We must be able to accept who we are and we're all unique in a good and crazy way. After all , there's only one of you. And star in your life! Copyright © LianneTheSelfieQueen 2017 All Rights Reserved Do not plagiarize or copy story line.

Story about a normal girl

we are faraway from islam today....why people don't think about that...that in which direction we are going..today we are busy in social media.. to watch movies and listen songs or to focus in our up coming plans....or worried about our futurs...so did somebody asked with there selfs..did we learn about islam

Pressure. Incomprehension. Depression. Unhappiness. Loneliness. Love. Lies. Such powerful words that can break a life.

A poet about a person who misses her dead dad

She is not supposed to know about me until time is right. She's my mate, and every second I have to spend with her and not being able to tell her who she is to me and what she means to me is torture but this is part of my curse, part of my family's curse, the one my grandfather got for the rest of us. To top it off, she has a huge dislike for me, as cliche as it sounds, I have basically made her life a living hell before I ever knew she would be the most important person in my life. One day she'll know, and that day I'm afraid she'll reject me on the spot, and even though I have stopped with the insults, I have to keep up appearances for the sake of the freaking curse, if she sees me as her mate too soon, we'll both be in danger.

A poem about anxiety and low self esteem

A jumbled up mess of my true feelings and fantasies.