Growing up, I was often put under a lot of pressure. Being an athlete, I've been dealing with pressure for a long time.

I won the 2011 Visa Championships, the 2012 Pacific Rims, and then the 2013 American Cup (the first and only senior elite competition of my elite career).

My back is permanently messed up.

By 2012, I probably had, like, three stress reactions in my back. Two stress fractures in my fibula.

Be good, keep your feet dry, your eyes open, your heart at peace and your soul in the joy of Christ.

My whole thing is to agree to disagree and to have respect because nothing can really be changed and you wouldn't want to ruin their happiness - even if that happiness is ignorance.

I try to find happiness in almost anything... watching videos about new exercises, like ones you can do on a flight when you clench your buttocks.

I'm attracted to how fraught the parent-child relationship is, swerving so easily between love and hostility, with almost no plausible way to end, unless someone dies.