I'm A Private Person. I'm Shy About

I'll Do Anything To Stop My Son Running Out Into The Street. I'll Take A Bullet For Him. He's Hit Me A Few Times. He Shows No Remorse Afterward.

Stress Is What Feeds Your Cancer. Stress Is What Gives You Cancer And Then There's The Paparazzi Giving You Stress.

I Became Famous Almost Before I Had A Craft.

Cancer Is My Own Private War. The Strain, The Nausea, The Fever Take Turns Challenging My Strength, My Mind And My Spirit.

I'm A Private Person. I'm Shy About People Knowing Things.