Life can very genuinely and realistically pile things on. It doesn't dole out the heartache and pain, or joy, perfectly.

I didn't know whether I'd be attractive to anybody.

I love devastating movies, documentaries and hummingbirds (yes, in that order).

I think every person and place is interesting, and there's an interesting story behind every door.

I always wonder, aside from even my name, what if my parents never split up? What if my mother never died? It swirls in my head all the time.

When I got sick, it threw everything off course.

When I announced I had cancer on stage, it was my brain leaping to that insane moment of, "There's no way I could start a show saying, 'Hi, I have cancer!'" And also for me to have these scars, and then think, "Oh my gosh, what if I did stand-up and not even acknowledge that my shirt was off, or that I have scars.