Out of the Corner

by Jennifer Grey

I had been resolute, determined that it was my job to love myself as I was.

Opportunity, or its distant cousins, hope and possibility, were persuasive forces, part and parcel of the life of an actor.

everyone worked their tits off, devoted to making the movie the best possible version of itself.

The whole premise of the movie is a bit hard to swallow, as fairy tales often are.

I can’t remember exactly—memory at times may be a merciful editor—but

I was experiencing a dark night of the soul, but I couldn’t figure out how to rescue myself except to keep functioning.

We couldn’t underestimate the human capacity to exploit tragedy for entertainment.

“Happiness is the best revenge.”

That we humans have the capacity for such a sudden and completely revelatory experience blew my mind.

When you’re young, you can imagine the best of all possible worlds for each other, really believing that anything is possible, without limitations born of modesty and, of course, without any awareness of the ubiquity of suffering, misfortune, and sorrow, of how hard adult life can be.

Women are born perfect. And powerful. We aren’t born with a feeling of lack.

Women have an uncanny ability to adapt to please others, to refrain from privileging themselves out of fear of what might ensue.

There’s an exhilarating relief in my willingness to face my fear of the unknown.

“Nobody puts Baby in a corner” Urban Dictionary definition: No one is better than you, the world deserves to see you shine, to be heard, loved, see you dance! Never let anyone hide who you are.

What if the story you inherited, or have been telling by rote for years, is not the whole story? Or even a true story? How might your retelling change the way you see your life, yourself, your loved ones?

Look for breadcrumbs; you will always be led out of the woods.