Caroline Polachek Quotes

I find it painful and angering to look in a mirror.

Issues deals with the issues I had, the fears I had and it isn't a 'nice' album but fears and depressions are not particularly nice.

I have no desire to look at myself.

Social media can connect you with other people in so many wonderful ways - but it can also make you really sick of yourself.

People only hate what they see in themselves.

I wake up some mornings hating me too.

I love playing ego and insecurity combined.

When I'm down, I talk to myself a lot. I look crazy because I'm constantly having an argument with myself.

The third person allows characters to really attack themselves. We all do this - attack ourselves - every hour of our lives.

Sometimes I get frustrated with my own self because I'm such a perfectionist.

I have trouble keeping a lid on the self-hatred.

I'm a Scorpio with a Pisces moon. I am very critical of myself. I'm actually way less critical of others than I am of myself. I'm in my own head a lot. It's hard and really discouraging.

We all have dark shadows in our self that come out every now and then.

People may see me as a luxurious star, but I am always thinking I can be represented by my psychological world that is fraught with vanity, loneliness, and always feels inadequate.

People say nice things about me but they don't know what's been going on between my ears.

Self-hatred is worse than loneliness.

Doubt, not self-reflection, comes from a destructive energy, and when it rears its head, I talk to it like a lunatic.

Anxiety is our agitated soul scrambling for control.

Let me look at the foulness and ugliness of my body. Let me see myself as an ulcerous sore running with every horrible and disgusting poison.

I argue with myself, get mad at myself, throw myself around the room and then apologize to myself.

I'm a horrible person. And it's just coming out in my work.

…I've had a bad week." What's happened?" Nothing's happened. I've had a bad week in my head, is all.

Of course he was a part of what I hated about myself. Everything was a part of what I hated about myself. It wasn't really personal.

Feeling a tremendous rakehell, and not liking myself much for it, and feeling rather a good chap for not liking myself much for it, and not liking myself at all for feeling rather a good chap.

For me, my thoughts are my prostitutes.