Ellen Greene Quotes

Childhood bullying was a big part of my life.

For the first five years of my life, things felt pretty good. A lot went wrong after that, family-wise.

I have had issues with depression all my life, and it's probably true to say there was a tendency towards it even when I was very young, during my schooldays. There was often - and this is quite common with comics - a sense of not feeling as if I belonged anywhere.

There has been a lot of self-doubt and unwelcome events in my life.

There's been moments of depression in my life, moments when I was in situations that I thought I wouldn't be able to get out of.

I have been a depressed kid. I wanted to lead a quiet life, never wanted to be an actor.

I grew up in a bookless house with a father and brother who have spent most of their lives in prison, psychiatric hospitals, or living rough, and a mother who has spent her life slaving and scrimping to pay the bills, living a nervous and troubled life.

My teacher said my brain was the size of a pea. He made my life miserable by singling me out in the classroom as a failure.

I was a complete wreck as a child, emotionally unstable, excessively prideful.

As a child, I lived with being punier than other boys in class. The only consolation was my parents' empathy - they encouraged constant trips to the local drugstore for chocolate milk shakes to fatten me up. The shakes made me happy, but still, all through grammar school, other kids shoved me around.

I'm like anybody else. You get enough, you can get beat up. You can get hurt. You can get frustrated. You can get demoralized.

If bad things happen to you as a kid, it's hard for you to succeed as an adult.

I was made fun of by a lot of other kids in such a way that I didn't feel like I was human.

When I look back on my childhood, I wonder how I survived at all.

I was in a terrible mess in my childhood.

When I was eight, my parents saved up to send me to private school, but I found it so tough that I often escaped through the back fence to walk the four miles to my father's office in Windsor. I only lasted a few terms, but it didn't curb my ambition.

I don't think that talking to anybody can help you - a writer or a nonwriter. So what do I do in Wisconsin? I don't know. I just slug through it.

It's mentally hard. There are times when you're set back again, and you don't know what to do.

I didn't have any friends. I was bullied. I didn't play sports.

It's a painful thing to talk about my childhood. I kind of don't talk about it much.

I didn't want to hurt my parents' feelings about how hard certain things were in my 20s, how hard it was when my dad left my senior year before I went to college.

Being a big kid, I was kind of fat and chubby, and I got picked on quite a bit.

I worked a variety of jobs in retail and at coffee shops all through high school. And, though I was surrounded by people who cared about me, part of me ached with every accomplishment, because my parents weren't there to share my joy.

The '80s were a difficult period for me.

I was in so much emotional pain as a young girl that whatever distracted me from how I felt about myself was fine by me.