Secure your insecirities by sharing them

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This is a place to talk about your insecurities, drag them out into the blazing hot sunlight, strip them naked and expose them for the little pathetic nothings that they really are.

Don't be afraid, tell us what scares you and make it a little less scary.
 
A word about insecurity.

Insecurity is, in a word, stupid.

I am insecure about my body. My man-boobs are too big, my gut is too fat, I have love handles, my dick isn't big enough, my legs are scrawny, my skin is pasty and has too many freckles. So, naturally, I posted a nude photo of myself on Lit and shared more privately (well . . . more or less privately).

I am a straight guy. But I jerk off frequently to bisexual (guy-on-guy) porn. I don't understand why, I don't like guys in real life, but the images of two guys blowing each other or having sex with each other (especially if a woman is present) gives me a super-hard cock! I'm self-conscious about this (and a little embarrassed) so, naturally, I blurted it out on another Lit thread, I post naked pics of guys being intimate in my threads (and other image threads) and I post a lot of bisexual stuff on Tumblr.

I have gotten nothing but positive comments from my naked pics, and the porn pics I post seem to be well received. And even if they weren't, who cares! It's fun!

Now keep in mind, I'm an idiot and I don't know anything, but I'm pretty sure I'm right about this next part--

Don't let your insecurities control you. Nobody cares about your insecurities because they are all caught up in their own. I promise you will not be on your deathbed thinking, “If only I had been more insecure, self-conscious and afraid." It simply won't happen.

When your insecurities show up (and they will) put your arm around them, look them in the eye and say, “Welcome back, Buddy. Now go fuck yourself!” Control them, don't let them control you. Don't be a victim.

You are not a victim.

You are a Goddamn Warrior. Now go out on this beautiful, overwhelmingly gorgeous day and fucking conquer it!!!

I love you people! :heart:
(by the way, I'm very insecure about sharing my feelings, being emotional, preaching from my soapbox and telling people how I really feel about them ;)).
 
A word about insecurity.

Insecurity is, in a word, stupid.

I am insecure about my body. My man-boobs are too big, my gut is too fat, I have love handles, my dick isn't big enough, my legs are scrawny, my skin is pasty and has too many freckles. So, naturally, I posted a nude photo of myself on Lit and shared more privately (well . . . more or less privately).

Honestly, I'm a little in love...
 
Awesome thread. For the record HW, I think your pics are super sexy. This is a perfect example of how we are our own worst critics.
 
For most of my life, I've been overweight; in the past year or so, I got rid of the weight, but I'm left with the scars: stretch marks, loose skin, that parchment texture on my inner thighs and arms ... in addition to that, though the confusion surrounding my gender has been resolved, with the many, many reminders that I'm not really female ("You're just another fake girl," as one memorably harsh message put it), I wonder if there's even a point in trying to transition when I'll most likely never be accepted for who I am/want to be.

Basically, my self-esteem and self-confidence are both near-zero; I have no one to confide my fears in, I'm treated as a fetish/easy-target by the majority of people on message boards I frequent, and my crippling neuroses (bipolar and manic depression) cause me no end of grief.

*Takes deep breath*
 
Yes, Always our worst Critics, and we are always great at giving advice, and not taking it ourselves. We can see the beauty in others, but not ourselves. I am trying to work on some of mine in therapy now. I am trying to learn to at least like myself. Baby steps.
But I agree with HW. I think this has a lot to do with why I post pictures. Because in my real life, I don't get the attention I crave. I rarely see anyone check me out. Growing up an only child I think left me in the state of always needing some form of attention. So I am constantly chasing it.
When I post pictures on here and I get compliments, it's a high for me. Even if I know half the people commenting and saying good things, would say those good things to anyone and everyone.

I've been both skinny and fat (and I HATE the word curvy because I think it's just a nice way to say fat in my case) and I discovered that no matter what I weighed. I still had demons. When I was skinny, I had people looking at me all the time. Complimenting me etc. But. Then I realized they didn't care who I was. They only looked at me physically.
When I am heavier. They like me. The person. Because I know I have a good personality. But about the only thing they see physically is my tits. So which comes with more demons??? They both do. No matter what weight I am, I look in the mirror and I still hate what I see.

My demons live in my head no matter what.
 
At first reading this thread I thought, "this is forum suicide!"
However I realise that this is releasing for some and also will help others if they see they aren't the only ones.

Ok so here goes.

My biggest insecurity is I'm convinced no-one likes me. Even people who state they are my friend, I'm convinced it's some sick joke. That everyone is in on except me.

It's a paranoia I have to fight daily. As such I always try to befriend everyone, this way I think the odds are maybe one person really does like me. The downside of this is I can appear to be creepy or clingy or in your face.

I often say, I don't know why they like me, I'm just me, I'm nothing special. I'm not fishing for compliments because I wouldn't believe you if you told me.

Now don't get me started on my personal body image.:(
 
You. Are. Awesome.
I'm happy I know you :heart:

You are pretty awesome yourself and I'm very happy to know you too! :rose::heart::rose:

Honestly, I'm a little in love...

Ah shucks!!! :)

This is a perfect example of how we are our own worst critics.

Agreed. We are our worst critics and our own worst enemies. We all have the worst impression of ourselves--stuff nobody else even notices because they're wrapped up in their own insecurities. If it didn't hurt people so much it would be comical because we are all walking around thinking everyone is judging us, while they're thinking that we are judging them.

I wonder if there's even a point in trying to transition when I'll most likely never be accepted for who I am/want to be.

I don't know much, but I do know that you have to accept yourself before anyone else can. If you are cool with who you are you will attract people who are cool with you. And you will push away the scumbags who aren't.

I wish you the very best. :heart:

We are always great at giving advice, and not taking it ourselves.

That's me to a T! :D But every now and then I listen to me and sometimes I'm even right. It sounds like you and I have a lot in common.


My biggest insecurity is I'm convinced no-one likes me. Even people who state they are my friend, I'm convinced it's some sick joke. That everyone is in on except me.

It's a paranoia I have to fight daily.(

Again, if you like who you are then other people will too. I think you're cool, but I know you don't believe that. I always liked how honest you are about yourself, I think that is the best way to be.

Keep fighting--you're going to win!
 
I'll bite.
Not necessarily my BIGGEST insecurity but I always feel like a bother. I hate initiating things (here and irl) because I'm always sure people have better things going on. I hate to appear needy or annoying. I'm an overthink-er and a worrier and often talk myself out of doing most things.
 
I'll bite.
Not necessarily my BIGGEST insecurity but I always feel like a bother. I hate initiating things (here and irl) because I'm always sure people have better things going on. I hate to appear needy or annoying. I'm an overthink-er and a worrier and often talk myself out of doing most things.

I used to be like that, but then I found out several people I knew felt the same way.
 
My biggest insecurity is that everybody on Lit hates me. Now I know some DO hate me, but deep down I feel that it actually that ALL on here hate me. Anytime that things dont go just as I expect I assume it because the hate is coming out.
 
My biggest insecurity is that everybody on Lit hates me. Now I know some DO hate me, but deep down I feel that it actually that ALL on here hate me. Anytime that things dont go just as I expect I assume it because the hate is coming out.

I like you. I've never killed you on the fuck, marry or kill thread. :heart:
 
My biggest insecurity is that everybody on Lit hates me. Now I know some DO hate me, but deep down I feel that it actually that ALL on here hate me. Anytime that things dont go just as I expect I assume it because the hate is coming out.

Nah, I've never hated you, lol. I do love killing you in the fuck marry kill thread though.

And fuck Bro, if being honest gets you hated by some, so be it. Fuck em if they can't handle the truth :)
 
Nah, I've never hated you, lol. I do love killing you in the fuck marry kill thread though.

And fuck Bro, if being honest gets you hated by some, so be it. Fuck em if they can't handle the truth :)

I dont mind being hated by some, just not all. This does help to alleviate the insecurity.

Thanks DV
 
My biggest insecurity is that everybody on Lit hates me. Now I know some DO hate me, but deep down I feel that it actually that ALL on here hate me. Anytime that things dont go just as I expect I assume it because the hate is coming out.

Neak, you luscious man. Who would dare hate you?
 
I'm old, overweight, going blind and deaf and lame, have a bad heart, and feel like I'm a kept parasite. Other than that, no problem. Except for forgetting instrument fingerings.

Insecure? Who has time?
 
"I'm old, overweight, going blind and deaf and lame, have a bad heart, and feel like I'm a kept parasite. Other than that, no problem. Except for forgetting instrument fingerings.

Insecure? Who has time?"
(quoted from Hypoxia on previous page)

This is exactly my point

Best of luck to you. :)
 
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