In high school, when I was struggling emotionally, no one had to know—I could pour my heart into playing the depressed hopelessness of Ophelia and terrorizing madness of Lady Macbeth. Their big feelings could stand in for my own. Acting taught me the power of catharsis and helped me survive my own depression and madness by allowing me to express myself. Being somebody else was more comfortable for me than being me. Onstage, I knew who I was, I understood my story, and I always knew what to say and do next—it was prescribed. Offstage, as Kerry, I was much less sure of my truth, much more
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