Quotes About Insecurity

My ex-husband didn't like my singing. He didn't like my hair. He hated my eyes. Everything. Everything he complimented me on when we first met, he just hated.

It was hard to feel hated as a child.

I used to think my accent was blocking me, and I hated it. Then I went to America, and every time someone said, 'What? Can you say that again?' I started liking it.

It's funny, for so long I hated my last name.

Me being dark-skinned, that was like a big thing. Growing up, I hated myself. It was, like, weird. Kids are cruel.

I hated being compared to others.

I had a lot of haters at school, which is a scar I still have.

We can all look on the Internet and go, 'He hates me! Oh, but she loves me. Oh, but he hates me,' you know. And that way, madness lies.

People look at me and go, 'He's only successful because he's got a bunch of 16-year-old girls at his back who don't understand comedy.' Well, they do. In any case, no one hates me more than I do; no one's more self-conscious about that than I am.

There are guys out there that have got to make a living on hating on somebody.

I think what happens is when you have fear, fear translates into hatred.

This haunting idea of becoming a celebrity doesn't settle well with me at all.

I don't want to scar people with my baby flab. I have this extra skin that's hanging. I'm in shape, but my skin, from having a baby, is not cute, hanging off of my baby.

I don't see myself as beautiful. I was a kid who was freckle-faced, and they used to call me 'hay head.'

Sometimes, I wonder where my place in this town called 'Hollywood' is - and that can give you a really dull headache.

I don't believe anyone wants to hear what I have to say.

I don't even like hearing my own voice on an answering machine.

It's tough hearing your voice on the radio, on a chorus, and knowing that people think it's another artist.

I heat myself up over the fact that I am never going to be as good as I want to be.

I used to get made fun of a lot for being a male dancer, especially growing up in Boston. Kids are terrible, they don't realize how heavy words can be.

When I'm in a hectic crowd of people, I don't feel great. I'm looking over my shoulder. I feel exposed.

I hate my feet. I don't like my hands, either: they're like lions' paws. When I was in the Boosh, in a catsuit and gold heels, I was constantly thinking, 'I hate the way I look.' I should have just enjoyed myself, because that was as good as it was going to get.

I was always looking at the ground because I was self-conscious about my height. I had big feet, big hands, and all that.

I felt like my career started late, and I think it was because of my height - and maybe some of my confidence issues.