I Was Able To Support Myself By

Obviously, It Wasn't Meant For Me To Die Of Cancer At 40. Every Day My Life Surprises Me, Just Like My Cancer Diagnosis Surprised Me. But You Roll With It. That's Our Job As Humans.

An Addict Is An Addict. If They're Not Acting Out In One Area, It Tends To Come Out In Another. I Think There Was A Time When I Considered Myself A Work Addict, But That's No Longer Accurate.

I've Also Learned To No Longer Feel Guilty If I'm Invited Out And Don't Want To Go. If I Start To Say To Myself, 'what's Wrong With You That You're Staying In Five Nights In A Row To Watch 'forensic Files' Instead Of Going Out With Your Friends' I Remind Myself That It's What I Need To Do For Myself At That Point.

My Actual Personality Probably Lies Someplace Between The Two.

I Actually Washed My Window Once, And It Fell Through - It Was Being Held Together By The Dirt.