... in some sense, she ignored her physical self, as if her body were merely something impersonal vehicle for moving around in. She seemed not to notice or care much what she wore or what she looked like.

I've suffered from low self-esteem.

So many comics have such low self-esteem.

My parents never recognized the things that for me were achievements. I was praised for the things that came naturally to me, like my intelligence, but when I really put all my effort into looking nice (trying to), it went unrecognised. No-one ever told me I looked pretty or nice, or that I was a beautiful person (to them) and I needed them to...

Every major life decision I made came from my pain, guilt and shame...even down to the man I chose for a husband.

Low self-esteem is like driving through life with your hand-brake on.