The day on which I received confirmation was a distressing one to me.
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Another very strong image from the first day was giving my initial press conference in the morning - going down and finding out that everything I had said, the essence of what I had said, was wrong.
The day in 2004 when the radiologist told me I had invasive cancer, I walked down the hospital corridor looking for a phone to call my husband, and I could almost see the fear coming toward me like a big, black shadow.
I know it shouldn't make a difference, but crossing the dateline, we weren't sure what day it was - it was very strange. Now, I seem to cope with it better.
You still get these waves of doubt that come over you, for example, when you get a bad review or you accept a part and think, 'Oh, God, what have I just accepted? I can't do that.' I don't think that's something that will ever go away in me.
It was a confusing time in my life, a really bad day at the office.
It can be a little distressing to have to overintellectualize yourself.
I'm waiting for the day when my children cease to find my domestic propriety reassuring and actually find it annoying.
Being positive may be a character defect of mine.
On the day, therefore, when I went to the church to be confirmed, with a number of others, I suffered extremely from the reproaches of my conscience.
I found out I was pregnant seven days after my wedding. I was on honeymoon with my family.
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