I wasn't crazy about that part of the state.

The kids absolutely adore her. She loves it and is exhausted at the end of the day.

But the pendulum swung in the other direction.

I know quickly whether a guy is boyfriend material. If I can have a good time doing absolutely nothing with him, then that's boyfriend material for me. Like if we're able to have fun at a gas station. I've had some really good times at gas stations.

I scream at the top of my lungs for the longest time. And I know I should stop, but I can't. It just keeps coming out. But I don't cry. I won't let myself cry.

I’m always thinking about what I’m missing. Even when I’m happy with what I have.