The Funny Thing Is, I'm Not Really

Gosh, I Couldn't Even Talk Right Until I Was About 6 Years Old Or Something Like That.

I've Always Said That Acting Found Me. I Didn't Really Find It.

My Father Was Overbearing. Very Controlling. He Was Always The Way He Is, Even Before My Success. He Was Not Always A Good Person. He'd Play Mind Games To Make Sure I Knew My Place. I Don't See Him, Which Is Unfortunate. But I Don't Have Any Desire To See Him. I Vaguely Know Where He Is, And I Don't Want To Know.

All The Child-star Clichés. I've Tried Very Hard To Avoid Them All.

People Do Bad Things In Their Lives. And Those Sort Of Things Are Forgivable. That's Half The Point Of Having Confession In Church - You Need To Be Able To Fess Up To What You've Done.