Self Hate Quotes

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James Baldwin
“It took many years of vomiting up all the filth I’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before I was able to walk on the earth as though I had a right to be here.”
James Baldwin, Collected Essays: Notes of a Native Son / Nobody Knows My Name / The Fire Next Time / No Name in the Street / The Devil Finds Work / Other Essays

Cheri Huber
“If you had a person in your life treating you the way you treat yourself, you would have gotten rid of them a long time ago...”
Cheri Huber, There Is Nothing Wrong with You: Going Beyond Self-Hate

Louis C.K.
“Self-love is a good thing but self-awareness is more important. You need to once in a while go ‘Uh, I’m kind of an asshole.”
Louis C.K.

Nick Hornby
“This thing about looking for someone less different... It only really worked, he realized, if you were convinced that being you wasn't so bad in the first place.”
Nick Hornby, About a Boy

Fiona Apple
“I've gone through stages where I hate my body so much that I won't even wear shorts and a bra in my house because if I pass a mirror, that's the end of my day.”
Fiona Apple

Criss Jami
“If you're capable of despising your own behavior, you might just love yourself.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

Tawni O'Dell
“She hated her job the same way I hated my jobs because she knew she was worth more, but she also hated herself so there wasn't much point in trying to do better.”
Tawni O'Dell, Back Roads

“Do you know that feeling? When everything you do seems like a struggle. Where you dont wanna leave the house because you know everyone is judging you. Where you cant even ask for directions in fear that they critise you. Where everyone always seems to be picking out your flaws. That feeling where you feel so damn sick for no reason.
Do you know that feeling where you look in the mirror and completly hate what you see. When you grab handfuls and handfuls of fat and just want to cut it all off. That feeling when you see other beautiful girls and just wish you looked like them. When you compare yourself to everyone you meet. When you realise why no one ever showed intrest in you. That feeling where you become so self conscious you dont even turn up at school. That feeling when you feel so disappointed in who you are and everything you have become. That feeling when every bite makes you wanna be sick. When hunger is more satifying that food. The feeling of failure when you eat a meal.
Do you know that feeling when you cant run as far as your class. Fear knowing that everyone thinks of you as the"Unfit FAT BITCH" That feeling when you just wanna let it all out but you dont wanna look weak. The fear you have in class when you dont understand something but your too afraid to ask for help. The feeling of being to ashamed to stand up for yourself.
Do you know the feeling when your deepest fear becomes a reality. Fear that you will NEVER be good enough. When you feel as if you deserve all the pain you give yourself. When you finally understand why everyone hates you. FINALLY realising the harsh truth. Understanding that every cut, every burn, every bruise you have even given yourself, you deserved. In fact you deserved worse. That feeling when you believe you deserve constant and brutal pain.
Do you know what it feels like to just want to give up. When you just want all the pain to end but you want it to continue? Or am i just insane”
Anonymous.

Fiona Apple
“I was so self-critical. I still am; but it's not as bad anymore.”
Fiona Apple

Gregory Maguire
“Thanks to our artists, we pretend well, living under canopies of painted clouds and painted gods, in halls of marble floors across which the sung Masses paint hope in deep impatsi of echo. We make of the hollow world a fuller, messier, prettier place, but all our inventions can't create the one thing we require: to deserve any fond attention we might accidentally receive, to receive any fond attention we don't in the course of things deserve. We are never enough to ourselves because we can never be enough to another. Any one of us walks into any room and reminds its occupant that we are not the one they most want to see. We are never the one. We are never enough.”
Gregory Maguire, Mirror Mirror

Jared Leto
“I tried to be someone else, but nothing seemed to change. I know now, this is who I really am inside. I've finally found myself, fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.”
Jared Leto

Nick Hornby
“[...] falling in love with someone beautiful and intelligent and the rest of it, then feeling like a blank twit put you at something of a disadvantage.”
Nick Hornby, About a Boy

David Foster Wallace
“It’s of some interest that the lively arts of the millennial U.S.A. treat anhedonia and internal emptiness as hip and cool. It’s maybe the vestiges of the Romantic glorification of Weltschmerz, which means world-weariness or hip ennui. Maybe it’s the fact that most of the arts here are produced by world-weary and sophisticated older people and then consumed by younger people who not only consume art but study it for clues on how to be cool, hip — and keep in mind that, for kids and younger people, to be hip and cool is the same as to be admired and accepted and included and so Unalone. Forget so-called peer-pressure. It’s more like peer-hunger. No? We enter a spiritual puberty where we snap to the fact that the great transcendent horror is loneliness, excluded encagement in the self. Once we’ve hit this age, we will now give or take anything, wear any mask, to fit, be part-of, not be Alone, we young. The U.S. arts are our guide to inclusion. A how-to. We are shown how to fashion masks of ennui and jaded irony at a young age where the face is fictile enough to assume the shape of whatever it wears. And then it’s stuck there, the weary cynicism that saves us from gooey sentiment and unsophisticated naïveté. Sentiment equals naïveté on this continent (at least since the Reconfiguration). One of the things sophisticated viewers have always liked about J. O. Incandenza’s The American Century as Seen Through a Brick is its unsubtle thesis that naïveté is the last true terrible sin in the theology of millennial America. And since sin is the sort of thing that can be talked about only figuratively, it’s natural that Himself’s dark little cartridge was mostly about a myth, viz. that queerly persistent U.S. myth that cynicism and naïveté are mutually exclusive. Hal, who’s empty but not dumb, theorizes privately that what passes for hip cynical transcendence of sentiment is really some kind of fear of being really human, since to be really human (at least as he conceptualizes it) is probably to be unavoidably sentimental and naïve and goo-prone and generally pathetic, is to be in some basic interior way forever infantile, some sort of not-quite-right-looking infant dragging itself anaclitically around the map, with big wet eyes and froggy-soft skin, huge skull, gooey drool. One of the really American things about Hal, probably, is the way he despises what it is he’s really lonely for: this hideous internal self, incontinent of sentiment and need, that pules and writhes just under the hip empty mask, anhedonia. 281

281 - This had been one of Hal’s deepest and most pregnant abstractions, one he’d come up with once while getting secretly high in the Pump Room. That we’re all lonely for something we don’t know we’re lonely for. How else to explain the curious feeling that he goes around feeling like he misses somebody he’s never even met? Without the universalizing abstraction, the feeling would make no sense.”
David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

Joseph Conrad
“I am stupid, am I not? What more can I want? If you ask them who is brave--who is true--who is just--who is it they would trust with their lives?--they would say, Tuan Jim. And yet they can never know the real, real truth....”
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

Joseph Conrad
“And yet is not mankind itself, pushing on its blind way, driven by a dream of its greatness and its power upon the dark paths of excessive cruelty and of excessive devotion. And what is the pursuit of truth, after all?”
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

“It was easier to isolate herself than to explain to everyone that she was having a difficult time coming to terms with her new life and shape. The world simply refused to accept the new her, and that made it difficult for her to accept herself”
Hend Al Qassemi, The Black Book of Arabia

Sijdah Hussain
“Paranoia (n)
 A condition where a person always doubts others and themselves.
 A condition where all compliments seem too fake to be a reality.
 A condition where a person is unable to trust someone even after knowing them for years.
 A condition where a person thinks self-sabotage is healthy.
 A condition where a person just can’t turn off the grinding noises in their brain.
 A condition where a person feels that someone is only nice to them because they need something in return.
 A condition where a person can no longer differentiate between delusions and reality.  A condition where a person’s own mind is their biggest enemy.
 A condition where a person is ridden with irrational fears and ‘yellow wallpaper’ feels.
 A condition where a person feels that when people are not talking to them they are either talking about them or against them. Always.”
Sijdah Hussain, Red Sugar, No More

Joseph Conrad
“She had said he had been driven away from her by a dream,--and there was no answer one could make her--there seemed to be no forgiveness for such a transgression.
And yet is not mankind itself, pushing on its blind way, driven by a dream of its greatness and its power upon the dark paths of excessive cruelty and of excessive devotion. And what is the pursuit of truth, after all?”
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

“I am bleeding, I have been bleeding.
I am drenched in it, my stench is it.
So why can't you see me?,
How don't you see me?.”
Teninteni

Joseph Conrad
“This is glorious!' I cried, and then i looked at the sinner by my side. He sat with his head sunk on his breast and said 'Yes', without raising his eyes, as if afraid to see writ large on the clear sky of the offing the reproach of his romantic conscience.”
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

“A destructive or creative state of psychological madness must trace itself to a source. By finding the source of their misery, a person might be able to corral the crazy desire prematurely to terminate their existence. An old saying suggests that self-hatred is the central cause of all self-destructive actions. Self-hate might consist of anger that we harbor towards other people who maltreated us. Repressed anger and pent-up hostility that we retain against other people that has no viable direct escape hatch can reflect and turn inward against ourselves. Perhaps we regret that we allowed other people to demean us, or rue that we lacked a protective level of self-esteem to begin with.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

“Self-hate takes a person only so far. Bitterness and self-loathing might spur a person towards seeking personal improvement. To live productively and happily one must find internal peace.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

“Jeg gjorde alt for at skubbe Sofia væk fra mig, jeg følte ikke at jeg fortjente hende. Jeg kunne ikke være noget for hende længere, jeg kunne ikke være en mand for hende længere, jeg kunne ikke være en elsker for hende længere, jeg kunne ikke være en fortrolig for hende længere, jeg kunne ikke være hendes ligeværdige længere. Jeg var ingenting, og hun var alt, hun fortjente bedre. Mit selvhad var dybt, vedvarende og akkompagneret af bølger af skam.”
Jamal Bendahman, Ash-Shaheed [Vidnet]

Marie Cardinal
“...havde givet mig dyb modvilje mod mig selv: der var ikke nogen, der kunne elske mig, jeg kunne ikke få nogen til at synes om mig, jeg var kun til at smide væk, afvise. Derfor oplevede jeg alle opbrud, alle genvordigheder, al adskillelse som forstødelse. Bare jeg kom for sent til toget, begyndte tingen af røre på sig. Jeg var et mislykket menneske og derfor mislykkedes alt for mig,”
Marie Cardinal, The Words to Say It

Arno Gruen
“Hostility, malice, and sadism are the result of helplessness and self-loathing; that they are all produced by adaptation to a hypercritical social reality and are not attributable to innate aggression.”
Arno Gruen

Paul Ritchey
“No matter how much success you have, there will always be people who hate themselves so much that they'll gladly project that hate onto you.”
Paul Ritchey

Cheri Huber
“Nothing is wrong with and never was”
Cheri Huber, There Is Nothing Wrong with You: Going Beyond Self-Hate

Toni Morrison
“Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another--physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. Both originated in envy, thrived in insecurity, and ended in disillusion. In equating physical beauty with virtue, she stripped her mind, bound it, and collected self-contempt by the heap.”
Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

Hermann Hesse
“In the meaning of many sayings of Nietzsche, he had created within himself an ingenious, a boundless and frightful capacity for pain. I saw at the same time that the root of his pessimism was not world-contempt but self-contempt; for however mercilessly he might annihilate institutions and persons in his talk he never spared himself.”
Hermann Hesse, Schritt wolf

Sylvia Plath
“So much for self-love: I carry it with me like a dear cancerous relative - to be disposed of only when desperation sets in.”
Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath

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