If I hadn’t been told I was garbage, I wouldn’t have learned how to show people I’m talented. And if everyone had always laughed at my jokes, I wouldn’t have figured out how to be so funny. If they hadn’t told me I was ugly, I never would have searched for my beauty. And if they hadn’t tried to break me down, I wouldn’t know that I’m unbreakable.
Personally, it’s rude. You got three kids with the lady, she just did 17 years for you and you’re not gonna leave your…whatever!
It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see.
People always ask me, ‘You have so much confidence. Where did that come from?’. It came from me. One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see.
If they hadn’t tried to break me down, I wouldn’t know that I’m unbreakable.
One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl.
One day I had to sit down with myself and decide that I loved myself no matter what my body looked like and what other people thought about my body. I got tired of hating myself.
I am the only consistent person in my life and so I better like myself, and I better love myself. And I really better know that I’m as beautiful as anyone else.
I don’t know any teenager with a positive attitude.
My beauty is dark chocolate and it’s delicious and it’s sweet.
I certainly used to wish that I was skinny, lighter-skinned, with long, pretty hair. But only because I used to get made fun of for being the absolute opposite. I didn’t see all of that stuff as the American Dream. I just wanted to look normal. Now that I’m older, I really do feel like I am a beautiful girl.
I don’t think my brand of self-confidence and self-assuredness can come from an outside source. It’s got to come from me.
I hate yoga so much. Like, if yoga was a person, I’d stab them.
I can’t quite say that I was raised Muslim, but I remember up until 5 or so I would pray, you know, with my dad. And it’s actually a beautiful practice. It’s giving of yourself to a higher power – no matter what you call that higher power. Living your life as close to what you think that higher power wants you to be is a really powerful thing.
I learned to love myself, because I sleep with myself every night and I wake up with myself every morning, and if I don’t like myself, there’s no reason to even live the life.
Just relax. When I was younger, I made myself the victim of catastrophic thinking. Anything that went wrong was the end of the world. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to stop myself and say, ‘Hey babe, calm down. Tomorrow there will be sun.’
I live my life because I dare. I dare to show up when everyone else might hide their faces and hide their bodies in shame.
I think people look at me and don’t expect much. Even though, I expect a whole lot.
Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.
Most of my life, I wanted to be a therapist, but then I just decided that I didn’t want to be in charge of giving people advice. I want to know everything there is to know about psychology. But a therapist? No.
I was born to stand out. I don’t care whether or not people will find me attractive on screen. That’s not why I became an actor. I know that more and more with each new role.
I love the way I look. I’m fine with it. And if my body changes, I’ll be fine with that.
My Plan A was to be a psychologist. I thought I would be a receptionist. I’m always middle of the road and very normal. I’ve always wanted a normal life, and this is what I got.
They try to paint the picture that I was this downtrodden, ugly girl who was unpopular in school and in life, and then I got this role and now I’m awesome. But the truth is that I’ve been awesome, and then I got this role.
I don’t fixate on other people’s opinions of my body.