I'm religious. I think this is something God had planned for me.

I decided to study special education and fell in love with working with individuals with autism. That's what I planned to do with my life.

Pain happens to everyone. To grow up, to fulfill your potential, to develop into what God wants you to be--this process takes support. No one succeeds alone.

I think I probably hoped for it a little bit, but I'm not an optimist. I'm a realist... or maybe even a pessimist.

You know, I think I'm a stronger person for realizing that you can't make everybody love you.

I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.