I’m not at the point where I’d feel safe in a house alone. I would be really scared. I’m the kind of person that when I get up to go use the bathroom I have this big long hallway, and I just know someone’s going to jump out and get me.
I don’t want people kissing my butt. If I had a bad show and I know it, don’t tell me I had a good show. I hate that. I guess because I’m 17, people think I don’t see stuff like that.
As a mother, the one thing that always goes through your head is, You’re never enough. You never can be enough – or do enough – for your kids. It’s a never-ending issue for me.
