I know I will die in a car crash.
I hate going out in Brighton now. It's different in London. People respect...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
I don't think I would have been able to stick with it and been proud of who I am and be feminine out on the court. I think I would have folded to the peer pressure if I didn't have my mom to encourage me to be me and be proud of how tall I am.