I wanted to die. I had a panic attack.

I have arm-wrestled here and there... guys seem to want to test my strength.

And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath--to forget

I'm not going to be somebody who wants to hold on to my fame for the rest of my life.

I wouldn't call myself a feminist, because I think there are differences between men and women.

Fortunately, when you're a mom, the responsibility of caring for your child can keep you going.

I was in a very deep, dark slump, and I needed to find a way to get myself out of it. I had to force myself back out into life, back out into experiencing things.