I Refuse To Feel Guilty. I Feel

I Don't Think Anybody Should Go Through Life Without A Team Of Psychologists. I Have Been Through Times When I'm Literally Squatting In The Living Room, Having One Of Those Open-throated Cries, Where You're Crying All The Way To Your Butthole. I Always Believed I Would Come Out Of It, Though.

I've Arrived At The Place If I'm Not Taking A Career Risk, I'm Not Happy. If I'm Scared, Then I Know I'm Being Challenged.

When Someone You Love Dies, You Don't Lose Them All At Once. You Lose Them In Pieces Over Time, Like How The Mail Stops Coming.

My Teacher In The Seventh Grade Told Me That If I Didn't Fool Around During Class, I Could Have 15 Minutes At The End Of The Day To Do A Comedy Routine. Instead Of Bugging Everybody, I'd Figure Out My Routine. And At The End Of The Day, I'd Get To Perform In Front Of My Entire Class. I Thought It Was Really Smart Of Her. It's Amazing How Important That Was.

I Know This Sounds Strange, But As A Kid, I Was Really Shy. Painfully Shy. The Turning Point Was Freshman Year, When I Was The Biggest Geek Alive. No One, I Mean No One, Even Talked To Me.