I was a weird kid...I wasn't allowed to watch TV when I was growing up, my mother and father making this decision when I was eight. The last thing I watched on a school night was Mask of Zorro.
Sigh. Good ol' Zorro. He had a sword, and a horse, and he stood up for what's right. My younger brother and I thought he was beyond cool. We spent an entire summer breaking off small branches from trees and trying to carve Z's into everything.
As a Catholic, I chose a saint for my Confirmation whom I felt was someone I looked up to.
St. Veronica wiped the face of Jesus while he bore his cross on his way to his crucifixion. Inside most Catholic chruches, the Stations of the Cross showing Jesus' story from his condemnation to Crucifixion are generally displayed around the inside. St Veronica is Station 6, holding her cloth with the face of Jesus imprinted on it.
St. Veronica is a hero to me for her compassion, her bravery, and her impulse to comfort a man on his way to death has always been inspiring to me.
This year has been incredibly stressful, for all sorts of reasons. Rather than go into the whys and hows, I'll go into how I've gotten through some rough times.
And not just Vivien Leigh's portrayal, but Margaret Mitchell's creation. Sure, one could argue that Scarlett O'Hara is incredibly selfish, and at times childish.

But girlfriend went through some hard times. And came out on top! She survived through the traumatizing years of the Civil War, where her peers, her parents, and even her home were taken from her. She made it over each and every hurdle life threw at her, and one phrase seemed to get her through all of it.
I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.
Perhaps this may not be the most mentally healthy answer. And I am aware that at some point or another I can only take so much.
But I'm not going to think about that right now, I'll think about it tomorrow. :)