That Days of Our Lives thing for a week nearly killed me.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Life was a funny thing that happened to me on the way to the grave.
I was a big fan of 'Days of Our Lives' growing up.
My life could have been so grim... really, really grim.
When I left 'Days of Our Lives,' I was like, 'I don't know if I'm ever working again. I'm going to do the best I can. If it happens, great. If not, well... it sucks for me.'
When Clark Gable died, I cried for 2 days straight. I couldn't eat or sleep.
Well, we all have murderous thoughts throughout the day, if not the week.
I was devastated when 'Days' let me go and couldn't help but feel it was my fault. What did I do wrong? What happened? It sucks. You always think it's your fault.
The single moment when I knew that I had to get busy and do more was around the death of my son.
Not a day has gone by in my life when I haven't thought about death.
I was on Days Of Our Lives for about three months.