Sometimes I wake up and wish I was the main character in some epic fantasy novel. I could have piercing, impossibly colored eyes that transfix everyone around me.
The strong, stalwart, son-of-the-king would fall in love with me. The dark, brooding, villain would try to win me over to his side. My constant companion and best friend will languish at my side with her unspoken affection (the author will be to chicken to acknowledge it).
I'd say no to all of them though, if I was really there and really me. Even if it ruins the story.
No one wants broken people as heroes.