When I was 19 years old, I came down with anorexia. I had it for about a year before it became public. And it had a lot to do with my self-esteem.

Life comes full circle.

I'll always have a baby face.

You can stay in therapy your whole life, but you've got to live life and not talk about life.

I just don't like to drive. I'm not a bad driver, I just don't like to drive.

Our family has gone through a very difficult time. My husband and I have taken the brunt of it. I've never known what it truly felt like to be so sad and desperate inside.

I knew that by getting behind the wheel of the car and having had something to drink, the responsibility laid on my shoulders.