Going back to Ireland involves at least six to seven emotional breakdowns for me per day.
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I'm an emotional person; I do occasionally shed a tear.
When I arrived in France, I cried every day. Not because I was in France - I could have been anywhere - but because I was so far, far away from my parents. I missed them so much.
There's a lot I've missed about living in Ireland. You miss family, particularly when you've got kids.
Emotional life is - alongside work - one of the great challenges of existence and is a theme that I keep returning to.
You talk about crying! The spring of 1988, I spent a fair length of time trying to come to grips with who I was and the habits I had and what they did to people that I truly loved. I really spent a period of time where, I suspect, I cried three or four times a week.
The two times I had nervous breakdowns in my life were when I graduated from college and had my first kid.
I feel more and more the time wasted that is not spent in Ireland.
I think I have an inherent modest level of stress, but I'm only super-aware of it when it goes away, when I'm on holiday and I think, 'Oh this feels pretty good.'
When my father died, I was living in England. It was very traumatic that he died when I was away.
I was going through a crisis once, so I went to therapy because I was so unbearable for myself.
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