But the experience that I had, which was basically just feeling loved and taken care of in a room full of thousands of people I didn't know, seemed to be a pretty strong sign that what I was doing was a good thing.

I really believe that we all have the ability to come out of our story. But you have to tell your story first in order to come out of it.

Since I come from a family of mental instability, and I have suffered depression myself, I knew that living in shame is senseless and painful, and that by talking about it, I have come to peace with it. The stigma behind people's suffering needs to end. We as a community need to embrace these disorders, try to understand them (if only just to talk about them) so that we can cease being defined by them.

Even with mental health as well as physical health, it's about taking responsibility and knowing that you're part of the solution always.

People can sense you lying on the camera, they can smell it. They know when you're not telling the truth. Then it does become reality-show bullshit.

I loved acting when I was doing it, but getting the jobs I didn't understand because I'd never had to do it. That was a difficult lesson for me. It was very humbling and very bizarre.

We're taught to take care of people we love, but sometimes you can't.