Yeardley Smith

“In my dreams, I was Rita Hayworth, Kim Basinger. I just wanted to be that long, tall drink of water with flowing blond hair and large blue eyes and cheekbones you could actually see – you know, be that. And I wasn’t, so I hated myself. I’d beat myself up, tear myself to shreds. Now I’ve made peace with it. I don’t mind it at all; I’d rather be who I am. It’s comfortable. It’s me. I got weary of putting so much energy into hating myself.”