I used to get hurt so badly. Any bit of criticism, I would cry.
But at some point I just realized, I count more than anyone else, or anybody’s opinion, because I’m living my life. I’m captain of this ship, without a first mate. And I really, really like who I am.
I learned to love myself, because I sleep with myself every night and I wake up with myself every morning. When I was 14 or 15, I saw myself in a different way.
Back then, I envied a life that I’d made up in my mind.
I broke free of that unhappiness and I decided to change—