I Just Think Everything Is A Learning

My Limbs Work, So I'm Not Going To Complain About The Way My Body Is Shaped.

When You Have A Big Life Change, It Takes A Long Time To Get Used To Either The New Format Or The Understanding That You Need To Create A New Dream. Or If Things Didn't Work Out, Mourning The Death Of That Dream. It's Hard, Because That's A Very Private Journey.

I Think There's A Tremendous Amount Of Guilt That Goes On Between Mothers And Daughters, No Matter How Good Or Bad Their Relationships Are. It Kills Girls Inside When They Think They're Letting Their Mothers Down.

I Still, At Hotel Rooms, I Do This One Sort Of Not-so-cool Thing: Continually Shoving My Room Service Tray In Front Of Someone Else's Door. Because I Don't Want The Remnants. I Don't Want To Be Caught, Like, Being Like The Pig That I Was At Two In The Morning.

I Decided Very Early On That It Took Too Much Of My Energy To Pretend To Be Someone Else. People Will Make Up Their Minds About Me Whatever I Do Or Say, But At Least I Know I Am Being True To Myself.