“I am unlovable...I have tried to involve myself in other people, in relationships, and even - in my sillier moments - in love. But it doesn't work. Something in me is broken or missing and sooner or later the other person catches me Acting or one of Those Nights comes along.”
In this quote from Jeff Lindsay, the speaker expresses deep feelings of self-loathing and a sense of inadequacy in forming meaningful connections with others. The language used, such as "broken" and "missing," conveys a sense of hopelessness and despair. The speaker believes that their attempts at love and relationships are futile, as they feel fundamentally flawed and unable to sustain genuine connections with others. This quote reflects a profound sense of alienation and inner turmoil experienced by the speaker.
In this quote, Jeff Lindsay captures the feeling of unworthiness and self-doubt that many individuals experience in relationships. This feeling of being unlovable or broken can still resonate strongly in today's society, where social media often promotes unrealistic standards of perfection and leads to feelings of inadequacy in individuals. With the rise of online dating and digital communication, the fear of not being good enough or of being exposed for not living up to expectations can be heightened, making it difficult for some to truly connect with others on a meaningful level.
"I am unlovable...I have tried to involve myself in other people, in relationships, and even - in my sillier moments - in love. But it doesn't work. Something in me is broken or missing and sooner or later the other person catches me Acting or one of Those Nights comes along.” - Jeff Lindsay"
Feeling unlovable is a difficult and painful experience. It can impact our relationships and our sense of self-worth. Reflect on the following questions to gain a deeper understanding of your feelings and experiences:
Have you ever felt like you were unlovable? If so, what triggered that feeling?
Do you think it is possible for someone to be truly unlovable, or do you think this belief might be influenced by past experiences or negative self-perception?
How do you typically act or behave when you feel unlovable? Do you tend to isolate yourself or sabotage your relationships in any way?
Have you ever opened up about your feelings of being unlovable to someone else? If not, what do you think is holding you back from seeking support or understanding from others?
What are some ways you can challenge the belief that you are unlovable and work towards building self-compassion and self-acceptance?
“Nothing else loves me, nor ever will. Not even - especially - me. I know what I am and that's not a thing to love.”
“I'm not sure what I am. I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it, but it's there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he's driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don't fight him, I don't want to. He's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even... especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else... someone. It's like the mask is slipping and things... people... who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.”
“I am not shy about admitting my modest talents. For example, I am happy to admit that I am better than average at clever remarks, and I also have a flair for getting people to like me. But to be perfectly fair to myself, I am ever-ready to confess my shortcomings, too, and a quick round of soul-searching forced me to admit that I had never been any good at all at breathing water. As I hung there from the seat belt, dazed and watching the water pour in and swirl around my head, this began to seem like a very large character flaw.”
“Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn't seem like a big deal. I'm quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake it all. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there.”
“She stared at me "You have a message," she said. "On you machine."I looked over at my answering machine. Sure enough, the light was blinking. The woman really was a detective."It's some girl," La Guerta said. "She sounds kind of sleepy and happy. You got a girlfriend, Dexter?" there was a strange hint of a challenge in her voice."You know how it is," I said. "Women today are so forward, and when you are as handsome as I am they absolutely fling themselves at your head." Perhaps an unfortunate choice of words; as I said it I couldn't help thinking of the woman's head flung at me not so long ago."Watch out," La Guerta said. "Sooner or later one of them will stick." I had no idea what she thought that meant, but it was a very unsettling image."I'm sure you're right," I said. "Until then, carpe diem.""What?""It's Latin," I said. "It means, complain in the daylight.”
“Money to me had always been merely something the sheep used to show each other how wonderful they were.”