I think I suffer from body dysmorphia - I don't see what other people see.

I spend hours mowing the lawn in absolutely straight lines on my tractor. If it's not right, I do it again.

I used to collect vintage clothing - exquisite lace dresses, embroidered shawls and ornate jewelry - but that's just not me any more.

I am good at down grading - I have found I can live the same lifestyle in a two-bedroom apartment as in a five-bedroom house.

I'm a very physical person. I like to run and I like to work out.

Back then I was called Dumbo because of my ears. I was called Fatty, too. It was hurtful so I became like the class clown. I became the one who was kicked around.

I'm a light sleeper, but so long as I'm wearing earplugs, I sleep well.