I had had some months of depression. Not serious enough to keep me from work. So, I guess you'd call that a mild depression.

I can cook; but not well. I figure I have six years until my children discover what their friends' mothers make for dinner.

I've always been profoundly ambivalent about fame. I think it just eats the reality out of you and it can be intoxicating because I like some of it.

I've always had a lot of ambivalence about fame and celebrity.

My guess is that people look at me and project their own values - importance of family, ego is healthy but not the biggest thing. I don't know. I can't explain my popularity.

Many people come to reinvention when life changes around them, but people come in all different stripes. I'm oriented to change.

My tides were fluctuating, too - back and forth, back and forth - sometimes so fast they seemed to be spinning. They call this 'rapid cycling.' It's a marvel that a person can appear to be standing still when the mood tides are sloshing back and forth, sometimes sweeping in both directions at once. They call that a 'mixed state.'