I'd been around women who put me down, made me feel bad, or said things to fuel my insecurity.

I'd gone to Manhattan to become a model.

Thank God for little miracles, right?

The fact is, my parents loved me, and I wanted to be worthy of their love. I wanted to make them proud.

I began to believe the fairy tales: You know, how we're all out there looking for our magical missing half.

A father's disappointment can be a very powerful tool.

By the time I was 8 years old, sports had pretty much taken over my life.