If I walk into my house and something is askew, I can't do anything until I fix it. It's so burdensome to live that way.

I was always attracted to characters that were in some level of turmoil or suffering because I had so much of that in my own life and I wanted to channel it. I was always into darker things.

I'm much more of a minimalist. My mom was Russian, so she loved lots of jewelry and opulence and tons of paintings on the wall and lots of clothes. I'll buy one thing that I love a season and wear it all the time.

We lose things all the time. We lose ourselves every day. We lose our minds occasionally. But it's just a part of life, loss.

Everything is in our cellular level. My mom's is definitely in my cellular memory.

Being vulnerable has always been my way of dealing with my grief, from the beginning. Even before I knew I was that way, I cried it out all the time. I expressed my feelings.

I thought my mom's whole purpose was to be my mom. That's how she made me feel.