My children forgave me at a time when I could barely forgive myself.
I've overcome physical and mental brutality - and fought back.
Paper Moon didn't bring me love.
Griffin, my brother, 11 months younger, was sometimes the victim of my father's fury - once Ryan famously knocked out his teeth.
I remained Ryan's companion on the Hollywood party circuit, growing inured to sex and drugs before I was in my teens.
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.