Knowing now what goes into making a successful artist, it's disheartening.

I hope I am a psychotherapist's dream. I've spent enough hours in therapy.

Being hunted, paparazzi-style , doesn't appeal to me.

Fame made me develop a panic disorder.

I liked when I was naive and I thought it was just about making good music.

I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist.

When I was 10, my parents really valued success in the arts, and I thought if I was a famous 'something artistic,' that they would love me more.