It took me a long time to be alright with smiling onstage.

It took me a long, long time to break the chains that's inside me.

It took me a long time to realize you don't choose what you're famous for.

It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else's eyes.

I took a lot of long summer road trips with my dad, and the mix of music we listened to on the road skipped around from classical to Western to new age to hyper-cinematic.

The struggle goes on. The victory is in the struggle, for me. And I accepted that a long time ago.