Insecurity is taking twenty selfies in a row and deleting every single one because they aren’t good enough to post on social media.
Insecurity is changing your outfit three times (minimum) before you leave the house, because nothing looks good. It’s claiming you have nothing to wear, even though your closet is overflowing with clothes.
Insecurity is acting skeptical when someone flirts with you, when someone wants to take you out on a date, because you assume they are joking. You assume they are up to something. You don’t understand how anyone would choose you.
Insecurity is saying no to party invitations and photographs with friends when you actually want to be involved.
Insecurity is reaching for a beer whenever you are in a social setting, because it’s the only thing that will make you feel more relaxed.
Insecurity is constantly fidgeting with your jewelry or jiggling your leg because you need to do something, anything, to get rid of your nervous energy.
Insecurity is waking up much earlier than you want so you have more time to spend in the bathroom getting ready.
Insecurity is making self-deprecating jokes to your friends about your weight and your height and your personality.
Insecurity is shaking your head at compliments. It’s hearing you look so pretty today and responding with I look like a mess, this dress is so old, I need to go shopping soon.
Insecurity is apologizing when someone hits into you, when someone hurts you, because you always feel like you are the one to blame.
Insecurity is refusing to leave the house without makeup because you hate the way your plain face looks.
Insecurity is crying in front of the mirror or while standing on the scale because you hate what you see. Because, no matter how hard you try, no matter how much exercise you do or how much makeup you apply, you are never happy with the end result.
Insecurity is keeping quiet when you have something to say because you are too afraid to speak up.
Insecurity is always sitting in the back of the room, because you want to blend into the background.
Insecurity is feeling good about yourself when you leave the house — until you see someone a million times prettier than you and suddenly feel ugly instead. You suddenly feeling stupid for ever thinking that you were attractive.
Insecurity is assuming that your boyfriend is going to cheat on you, because there are so many better options out there.
Insecurity is considering getting plastic surgery because you know you’re never going to be happy with what you naturally look like.
Insecurity is hating yourself for how easily you get jealous. It’s wishing that you were more comfortable with yourself, so that you didn’t feel this ugly. So you didn’t feel this terrible all the time.
Insecurity is knowing that your mindset is toxic, it’s knowing you should love yourself more, but finding it impossible to see your self-worth through your self-hatred.