I think my brain just has a natural way of going to what would be the most insane thing, the least likely option.

I'm the luckiest unlucky person.

I talk about airplanes and things like that while my scars are on clear view.

I start crying when certain things come up, certain memories, certain feelings, and it's intense. But I think it's good for me - and therapeutic.

It was a free-for-all with music when I was growing up. My mother was a huge music fanatic so I was listening to everything from country to heavy metal to Indigo Girls to Elton John. I guess when I was really young I didn't like Willie Nelson, and she obviously loved him. Now I do too, I'm so thankful to her for playing his music nonstop.

When anything huge happens to me, I always think, this isn't my moment, this is a moment.

In movies, you just see somebody close their eyes, and you go on to the next scene.