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Even at an early age, I rebelled against my strict upbringing. When I was 9, I built myself a 'make-out fort' in our backyard from wood, filled it with candy, and invited my blond, blue-eyed neighbor over to kiss.

Who knows what would have become of me, if my parents had not had their influence on me.

I rebelled against all form of authority, against my grandfather, my step-father, the Church, the police, the government, the bosses. Everything male that was there, and was determining my life.

Fights with my father were really quite brutal. I would not live his vision. I would not become who he wanted me to be. Everything I did was criticized. I would spend three months drawing something and show him, and he would look up from his paper and just look back down. I got no approval from him for anything I did that was creative.

When I was a kid, I'd spray paint my hair, cut clothes up.

My parents pretty much realized that I would do whatever I wanted, and that was it, really.

I was a normal, rather dutiful child. I didn't even rebel as a teenager.

At 14, I was the most disciplined guy around. I would get up at 5 o'clock in the morning and run five miles, and then go to school. Sometimes I would run behind the school bus, and the kids thought I was just crazy. I knew what I wanted.

My parents weren't very strict. They've always trusted me to be independent and make my own decisions. There wasn't really anything to rebel against.