I have a temper, but I wouldn't call me abusive.

I've overcome neglect and deprivation, abandonment and abuse.

My children forgave me at a time when I could barely forgive myself.

Things with my dad were pretty good until I won an Academy Award. He was really loving to me until I got more attention than he did. Then he hated me.

I've triumphed over addiction.

I was punished for blowing the whistle on my father's lifestyle.

Things get so sloppy when you're under the influence.