Being a kid, by the time I was three years old, my mom was married, divorced and had three kids; she was 19 - so, my brother's just older than my mom.

Wrestling is realer than reality TV.

Once I got done with my career, I knew in my soul that I don't have any negative thoughts about myself. I just don't because I know you say you can and you say can't, you are right. I try to keep my mind full of really positive stuff.

I don't really remember much before was eight, but I do remember that my dad brought me to drop me off at my grandmother's house, and he was a very emotional guy, but that was the first time I really saw him cry, cos I knew it killed him to have to give me up, but he knew I needed some family structure. That was the last time I'd see him or talk to him when he was sober for the next 10 years.

My mom moved up north to make more money to support the family, and I was left with my dad and I was just bounced around from one family to another.

In yoga you reach your arms to the heavens and the universe smiles back at you.

When you're serious addict, you tend to lie a lot.