Emily Meade Quotes

When I was 16, I filmed an episode of 'Full House' where my family goes to Disney World. I remember putting on baggy overalls just to hide my stomach. When I watched it, I was pretty disappointed and bummed out looking at myself... I didn't feel good about my own body.

I hated seeing myself on screen. I was full of complexes. I hated my face for a very, very long time.

I didn't think my face was beautiful. I guess I found a lot wrong with it.

I don't like myself. I'm not vain at all. I hate looking at myself - I always think I look ugly. Honest.

I just don't like my face.

I'm never satisfied with the way I look.

I am not too keen on my nose, I don't like my knees, I hate my ankles, I am unsure about my behind, I don't like my legs at all. I am not too sure about my chin, my forehead is a bit dodgy. But, overall, I can live with it.

I definitely look at my body and I go: 'Yuck.'

I've had all types of beautiful girls tell me that they ugly when they look in the mirror, as if it's someone else's reflection they see.

I loathe my body. The liver spots, the sagging flesh.

I always feel like I could look better. I'm, like, the worst.

I literally think I look bad in every picture.

I'm horribly self-critical.

So many people can tell me, 'You're amazing,' rather, but I don't think it. You know, so, I don't go around thinking this. I'm really hard on myself. I think that's quite good.

I think I'm really quite horrible to myself in many ways.

I'm such a self-critic, that I find it hard to give myself credit for something.

I can be hard on myself, and I can get down on myself.

I would leave halfway through a photoshoot, because I couldn't bear looking at myself or being in front of a camera. I used to feel disgusted in myself.

As a youth, I hated myself for not being good enough. All my inadequacies and failures, not being kind enough, generous or understanding enough, would assail me at night. It became a habit to be guilty and self castigating, not liking myself because I was unworthy... I really tortured myself.

I don't like my voice. I don't like the way I look. I don't like the way I move. I don't like the way I act. I mean, period. So, you know, I don't like myself.

I used to think I had nice arms, but I don't even think that anymore.

My eyes are too big, my nose is too flat, my ears stick out, my mouth is too big and my face is too small... my body is thin as a clarinet and my ankles are so skinny that I wear two pairs of bobby socks because I don't want people to see how thin they are.

I understand what it feels like not to like aspects of yourself. There have been times that I have felt really terrible about the way I look. I have the seed of that feeling.

I didn't like anything about myself - my looks, my personality. I was very, very angry.

I'm not going to lie: I still have days when I walk by the mirror on my way to the shower and think, 'Oh God, I didn't just see that!'