I've stood my ground in life, alone, even against overwhelming forces with the might and money to crush me.
Certain struggles never end.
I think all of us feel like we're a bit on show, all the time.
My children forgave me at a time when I could barely forgive myself.
Ryan finally came to my rescue. He'd thought working together in Paper Moon would help us bond.
I've purged myself of bitterness and anger and remained open to love.
Paper Moon didn't bring me love.
The more love I craved, the more distant and abusive he grew. The role I longed to play was never written into Ryan's script: daughter.
Things with my dad were pretty good until I won an Academy Award. He was really loving to me until I got more attention than he did. Then he hated me.
I have a temper, but I wouldn't call me abusive.
I remained Ryan's companion on the Hollywood party circuit, growing inured to sex and drugs before I was in my teens.