I was copeless. Not just hopeless, but copeless. I tried to keep on working because I was ashamed of acknowledging the fact that I was depressed. You don't use that word.
There's a lot of skeletons in my closet, but I know what they're wearing. I'm not gonna act all ashamed of it.
I would have felt ashamed if I had not been part of the resistance and part of fighting back against the forces of the state.
I'm very political and I'm not ashamed of it, and I think having the platform I have, I want to take advantage of that.