Since I was 16, I've felt a black cloud hangs over me. Since then, I have taken pills for depression.

I do suffer from depression, I suppose. Which isn't that unusual. You know, a lot of people do.

Having listened to great songwriters like James Taylor and Carole King, I felt there was nothing new that was coming out that really represented me and the way I felt. So I started writing my own stuff.

If I heard someone else singing like me, I would buy it in a heartbeat.

I really thought I was on the way out. My husband Blake saved my life. Often I don't know what I do, then the next day the memory returns. And then I am engulfed in shame.

Now I think that going to the gym is the best drug. I go four times a week and it gives me the buzz I need.