Chelsea Handler Quotes

I always thought I had a problem socially, because I was pulled out of school so early. I had a tough time talking to other kids and being comfortable with them.

I do flip between being chatty and argumentative - and being a psycho-loner werewolf.

I didn't even go to my prom. I didn't have one date in high school.

I don't know if my mother was a narcissist - or bi-polar or borderline. Those were words she tossed around over the years.

I vividly remember sixth grade. It's the year when kids turn mean, and it's definitely no longer okay to cry in public. So we force our hot tears back, and they burn our throats all the way down.

I understand how hard it is to force yourself to be someone different. By the end of high school, I had taken to doing my math homework up against a concealed wall during lunch because I was tired of socializing.

When I was in high school, we were, like, 4,000 or 5,000 students, and 50 girls - and I didn't have a date for my prom. My father paid my cousin to take me.

Be prepared for mood swings.

I was picked on as a kid. I had a nose the size of a softball plus braces and acne. It was rough.

Sometimes I am moody or bubbly, and then at other times, I just want to disconnect. I am an extreme person.

I am manic and that leads me to behave badly at times.

Part of the frustration of being bipolar is people don't understand what it feels like.

I was a very anxious kid. I was bullied at primary school and responded by making myself as anonymous as possible at secondary school.

The fact is, it wasn't enjoyable being in secondary school. I was a weird kid.

I didn't make a lot of friends in high school. It's a cruel time, and I was very geeky.

People tend to think I'm funny and fluffy, but I can switch on a sixpence from extreme happiness to utter despair. I'm aware that doesn't make it easy for people sometimes.

Instability of temper ought to be checked when it disposes men to wander from one scheme to another: since such a fickleness cannot but be attended with fatal consequences.

In high school, I was that guy who was trying to be cool with everybody, but I never really had a core group of friends.

I was the worst-dressed person in Scranton. I was a total nerd. Obviously, I got picked on, but I was also able to find my own cluster of friends, and I think when that happens, you get by just fine.

I have experienced loneliness at many, many points in my life and felt this profound sense of shame about it - all the years when I was a child that I struggled with feeling lonely when I was scared to go to school and petrified of walking into the elementary school cafeteria because I was worried I wouldn't have anyone to sit with.

On my first night at boarding school, I felt entirely alone. I was shocked, frightened and intensely homesick, but I soon discovered that expressing these emotions, instead of bringing help and consolation, attracted a gloating, predatory fascination.

There's a tremendous sense of shame that people who are lonely feel. I say that as someone who felt ashamed of being lonely as a child and even at points during adulthood.

I was hiding behind athletics and all my jockitude, so I didn't have to deal with being ostracized as the weird art kid.

I was voted 'most shy' in seventh grade! Can you even believe it?

An introvert as a child, I spent most of my younger years being bullied for my name. It took its toll on me, and by Class VI, I couldn't even have a proper conversation with anyone.