You wouldn't know I was sick unless you knew I was sick.

I've had to come to grips with a God that fits my own experience, which is, my God could not be offering protection and not have protected my boy.

I can't turn on the television without seeing me, or open the newspaper without seeing me and, honestly, I'm sick to death of me.

Everybody has their burdens, their grief that they carry with them.

We're all going to die.

Part of what I want to do is sort of reclaim my story - it belongs to me and to my children, who have to live with whoever their mother is.

Every parent has gone through a period when their child wasn't so happy with them.