The more people told me that, you know, wow, you should be so blessed. Dont you feel blessed? And you have all this - mansion and all these beautiful things. And I said, you know - the more they told me that, the more depressed I got.

I have an unending desire to be better and make myself a better person, better mother.

My dad was always my manager as far as I was concerned, even when I had another manager. At times he let me go with someone else who he thought could take me to another level when he couldn't, and he was right. But they were in it for another reason. He was in it because he wanted to see me succeed no matter what, and he made decisions based on being a dad as opposed to a manager.

By the time I get done with my fans and my music and my kids and my family and my fiance and my horses, well, they suffer too, but, I don't really have much time left to do anything else.

If the Cowboys and Titans ain't playing, I'm not interested.

You know, as any parent will say, you know, life happens.

I don't think I was really addicted. I used it as a party tool.