My religious upbringing was comically strict — even the Dirt Devil vacuum cleaner was banned. In our house, no one was allowed to refer to deviled eggs. We had to call them angelic eggs. We were never allowed to swear. I'd get into trouble just for saying 'Hell no'. If you dropped a hammer on your toe in our house you had to say something like 'Jiminy Christmas'. The only music we were allowed to listen to was gospel. No wonder I rebelled.

I went from zero to my own hero

You dig deep beyond those scars and find that soft tissue again, and you massage and nurture it and bring it to life, little by little, through serving yourself well. I did it through hikes and vitamins and therapy and prayer and good friends.

I think you can have it all, you just have to work really hard because great things don't come easily.

Maybe I'm competitive. I just feel like I have this gift that I've been given. It's like, "Someone unwrap it! Here it is!" That drive can't be held down. I have a lot of ambition.

You can't be a full tranny every day of the week that's an exaggerated part of my personality.

I am so grateful for all the love and support I've had from people around the world.