Transcription: I have some great pictures of myself as a child. I always had pigtails, two pigtails that my mother braided every day and skinny little legs and my tongue is very tall and sort of a weird combination of incredibly shy and wild. I mean I have many examples of both behaviors. I don't know what is going on. Exactly, but I would alternately hide behind my mother and cry or beat up the boys on the playground and I just couldn't decide what I wanted to do.