Skeet Ulrich Quotes

I don't like feeling vulnerable. I think my mum and dad's divorce affected me more than I let on.

I don't feel very good about myself. People always leave me. Nobody can stand me for very long. I wish I could cut my tongue out, or take out the part of my brain that has opinions. Or cares. I wish I could be simple. Be quiet, introverted, or shy. I'm half way in between a wallflower at a party and Elvis Presley. People love one or the other. In between is no place to be.

Everyone fears rejection.

I just want everyone to like me. That's my main flaw.

I'm very insecure.

I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.

I started running away when I was five years old. It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized what I really wanted was somebody to come after me when I was running away.

Sometimes I feel my whole life has been one big rejection.

I didn't ever feel close to my real family. I didn't feel validated; I never felt right because I was always wrong.

At 6 years old I knew there was no place for me.

I don't want to make a cheap analysis, but when you have, like I did, a father incapable of showing emotion, who spends his life telling you that no one will love you if you aren't perfect, it leaves scars.

I have a great need for affection from an audience. I don't know whether this is because I had such a tough life when I was a child.

I never heard 'I love you' as a child. I never felt pretty or cared for.

I would say that my fatal flaw, as a human being, is that I need people to like me, and if they don't like me, I will obsess over it - and try to change my personality until they like me - even if they don't like me for reasons that have nothing to do with me, and even if they're strangers.

As a kid, I would push my shoulders forward in order to hide my heart from being hurt.

I'm very conscious of other people's opinions and of people not liking me.

I have always admired people who are comfortable not being liked because I am the opposite of that. To the point when I was little, it was crippling.

I always felt I was wounded. That I was no good, a piece of crap, and that I wouldn't amount to anything, because that's what my father always told me. I just felt like I didn't belong anywhere.

If you knew the real me, you'd want to keep your distance from me. Seriously.

My father passed away when I was pretty young. I was 7 years old, and I think when that happens, there are a variety of ways that a young person can react to that loss. I think, for me, it kind of put me in a perpetual state of feeling like something is wrong with me and like I didn't belong, or everybody else had things that I didn't have.

As a child, I was so deeply insecure.

I felt abandoned at a young age. That's where most of my anger came from, I guess.

I think a lot of my angst comes from feeling unaccepted.

A bedrock of insecurity made me want to impress and want to be the center of attention.

I suspect I wasn't loved enough as a child.