In my heart I'm independent, a bit of a rebel, a nonconformist.

I think that the most difficult thing is allowing yourself to be loved, so receiving the love and feeling like you deserve it is a pretty big struggle. I suppose that's what I've learnt recently, to allow myself to be loved.

Even as a child I had a strong relationship with yearning and desire. And loss. Those things spoke to me.

My life collapsed. People ran from me because suddenly it was, "Oh my God! It's over for her now!"

Vengeance is a lazy form of grief.

~My instinct is to protect my children from pain. But adversity is often the thing that gives us character and backbone. It's always been a struggle for me to back off and let my children go through difficult experiences.~

My mother said I was always an intense child, a very sensitive child. So that probably helped the emotions to be very present. I was just a big thinker. I would evaluate and analyze and feel and cry and discuss and be angry. All of those emotions were very surface for me.