All my freakouts have been pretty private and directed at family pets and/or people I have been dating for too short a time to freak out at in that way.

But I am a girl with a keen interest in having it all, and what follows are hopeful dispatches from the frontlines of that struggle.

It's okay to change your mind. About a feeling, a person, a promise of love.

The end never comes when you think it will. It's always ten steps past the worst moment, then a weird turn to the left.

Women want to control other women because they've been controlled themselves. It's a cycle of control. I'm not blaming women for that, but I am saying we're part of a toxic culture that's feeding all of us the same messaging.

It's almost like when you're young, your friends take on the romance role, and then guys take on the role of your friends later.

It's not brave to do something that doesn't scare you. Performing in sex scenes that I direct, exposing a flash of my weird puffy nipple, those things don't fall into my zone of terror.