I'm really close to my family. As I get older, it's like they're the only people I really talk to.

Whether I'm a hero or a zero doesn't really matter. It's all perception.

I'm 33, my generation, when I was young, we'd go out into the woods for the entire day and come back for dinner. I was definitely a kid of the '80s, who was out and about.

For a long time I wanted to be special and to stick out amongst the crowd. Something I yearn for now is to be one of many.

There was a time in my late teens and early 20s where I was motivated by this wanting to get out, to prove to the world that I had something to offer - that kind of youthful spirit, where maybe I had my eye on fame and fortune. I mellowed out in my late 20s and now that I'm in my early 30s, I'm coming to peace with it.

I'm strong and I can do things that scare me. I can drive in the snow even though it terrifies me. I'm doing it all alone, I don't have a boyfriend, it was like, "I can do this."

Sometimes people think, "You don't get to have it all, you don't get to be happy, life's a struggle," but what if it's not?