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I was actually very ugly. I was ugly. I felt very insecure.

I always saw myself as really ugly. My father even told me I was ugly because I would shave my head and look like a boy.

Very ugly things were said about me.

I was always told I was ugly. I still think I am ugly. I know I've got an odd face and you can't tell me otherwise.

I don't speak particularly well. That's one of the consequences of being extremely ugly.

I used to cry myself to sleep wishing I was ugly because of the way men leered at and disrespected me.

I was called fat and ugly in the press almost my entire life. I understand that being judged by others comes with the territory, but it broke my heart and ruined my self-esteem.

Being called ugly and fat and disgusting to look at from the time I could barely understand what the words meant has scarred me so deep inside that I have learned to hunt, stalk, claim, own and defend my own loveliness.

You're made to feel ugly, and I made ugly beautiful. Just by sheer persistence. Nobody has the right to say that I am ugly, and I will not be a professional victim, you know. Sorry!

I was never offended that people underestimated me because of my appearance or that they thought I was pretty and discouraged me from fighting because they didn't want me to risk hurting my looks.