I have a temper, but I wouldn't call me abusive.
I've overcome neglect and deprivation, abandonment and abuse.
Paper Moon didn't bring me love.
The more love I craved, the more distant and abusive he grew. The role I longed to play was never written into Ryan's script: daughter.
I've purged myself of bitterness and anger and remained open to love.
Griffin, my brother, 11 months younger, was sometimes the victim of my father's fury - once Ryan famously knocked out his teeth.