I don't want to get into a 'he said, she said' with the refs...I'm the he.

My doctors say the more I continue to push, the more I can continue to raise that bar, the better I can get.

I just didn't feel very good. One day I woke up and I was like: "All right. I'm going to start eating right. I'm going to start working out." I figured it might help me feel a little bit better - even if I was still sick, it might help me move forward with my struggles. I just kind of turned a corner.

I've got to live my life. Bad things happen. I can't be sitting here worrying about it.

I used to have very good sixth sense - knowing exactly where someone was without seeing them.

I don't like having noise swirling around me. Loud noises bother me, so I try to stick to the outside of a room.

Every day, I'll get sent clips via email. I watch them and see if there's something of substance or significance.Some nights are super busy; some nights are quiet.