I remained Ryan's companion on the Hollywood party circuit, growing inured to sex and drugs before I was in my teens.

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

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

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.

Paper Moon didn't bring me love.

Certain struggles never end.

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.