Nobody wants to read about a good-looking happy person.

The world of manic depression is a world of bad judgment calls.

My mother had an amazing life, and she's someone to admire.

I am mentally ill. I can say that. I am not ashamed of that. I survived that, I'm still surviving it, but bring it on. Better me than you.

I enjoy taking jobs that make fun of me - or me as Princess Leia, or me as the writer, or whatever, as some idea.

Here's how men think. Sex, work - and those are reversible, depending on age - sex, work, food, sports and lastly, begrudgingly, relationships. And here's how women think. Relationships, relationships, relationships, work, sex, shopping, weight, food.

You know how I always seem to be struggling, even when the situation doesn't call for it?