I Had A Mastectomy In 1998, And

You Know, People Want To Honor Me, And On The One Hand I Just Don't Want To Be A Poster Child; But On The Other, I Want To Do Something Classy And Great - Something Where The Residuals Will Go To The Cause.

One Of The Things That Has Always Motivated Me To Write Is The Desire To Get It Out And Look At It In An Objective Way, So That It Doesn't Cause Me Any Serious Pain By Staying Inside.

You Don't Have To Prove To Me You're Beautiful To Strangers, I've Got Loving Eyes Of My Own.

I Grew Up Not Understanding What Was True And What Was Not True. It Gave Me A Sense Of Unreality. I Was Told That This Man [mom's Lover] Was Not My Mother's Lover - When He Was. I Was Told He Was There As A Male Babysitter For My Brother So That He Would Learn Sports And Other Manly Things.

I Had This Terrible Stammer, So I Couldn't Really Speak Properly Until I Was 16 Or 17.