I Think Of Myself As

I Know I Have An Eccentric, Obsessive-compulsive Side.

I Had An Essence In My Life That I Was Nothing.

Like Many People, I Think I'm My Own Worst Critic. And I Think I Take A Lot Out In An Internally Abusive Way, Looking At How I Measure Up, Which Usually Was Never Enough. I Never, Never Was As Good As Someone Else.

The Scalpel Won't Make You Happy.

In My Personal Life I Wasn't Someone Who Cried Easily, Someone Who Was Extremely Vulnerable, You Know, In That Way That's Constantly Seeking Out Affirmation From Other People. I've Always Been Much More The Person Who Took Care Of Everyone Else.