Family means a lot to me as I come from a big one myself.

Trust me, I play the game for the fans, my family and myself.

For me, the most important things are me, myself, and my family.

Especially with someone like me, my family know how much I push myself to the absolute limit.

When I admitted to myself I was ill, it was tough to accept. I didn't want my family to worry about me.

The imperfections in my family made me learn to deal with things on my own and solve problems for myself.

I had a very supportive family environment that gave me room to explore and discover things about myself.

My family was artistic and encouraged me to express myself. I was a show-off, so they took me to ballet class.

I can buy anything I want now. It hasn't changed me personally. It just changed what I can do for myself and my family.

The family and friends and the people I surround myself allow me to keep my feet firmly on the floor and not get too big-headed.

It was really important for me to understand that I needed to provide for myself, and I needed to become a provider for my own family, too.

Getting and keeping my immunity became very important to me. For I needed to take care of myself and my family. No one else was worried about me.

My friends and family refused to give up on me even when I gave up on myself, and I wanted to hopefully encourage even just one person to try again.

As a former refugee myself, I am very grateful for the help my family received and the opportunities this opened up for me and where it has brought me.

Nobody's perfect, but I hold myself accountable. I think about the choices I make because they not only affect me, they affect all of my fans and my family.

I was at the tail end of the family. The next brother along was already seven years older than me. I remember growing up by myself, playing games by myself.

When I have a lot of emotion going on, I'll write. I write letters to my family, my boyfriend, anyone I'm trying to get my point across to. It's easier for me to express myself.

I'm very grateful, first of all, for my friends and my family because they keep me grounded, and they make sure I'm taking care of myself and that I'm keeping my sanity about me.

I see myself as having three families: my birth family, the family that raised me, and my Cree family, who I was reunited with in my late teens, so I consider myself to be lucky.

I won't ever put myself in a bad position so that people can say bad things about me. I make smart decisions, and my friends and my family, they are all there for the right reason.

I distanced myself, relatively, from my parents for a year or so in my late twenties. It was necessary for me to feel my autonomy. Other than that brief gap, we have always been a very close family.

Of course, my family helped me, my brothers helped me, but after I set up my own office I had to really help myself. Some people seem to think I had an oil well in my garden! It's a nice idea but not true.

The Bay Area for me has provided the most stability and it's definitely provided life-changing opportunities for myself, for my family, so I'm incredibly grateful for all that's gone on these past five years.

I don't look at negative comments because my parents and family don't let me. My big sister controls my Instagram, and my big brother controls my Twitter. I also don't really Google myself or anything like that.

I found myself very lost after 'The Partridge Family,' and I lost my dad and I lost my manager, and I lived in a bubble, and it took me 15 years to get through that and a lot of psychotherapy, and I'm laughing about it now!

For me, my friends, my family, myself, we all grew up as Bucks fans just being in the hometown. I think my friends have converted into Miami Heat fans and I've done the same obviously. We're not too big on Milwaukee anymore.

I could keep McQuiston, but growing up it was a hard-work surname. Everyone would always ask me to spell it or just get it wrong. I could call myself Emma Weymouth, or maybe I should take the family name and become Emma Thynn.

Fame, do I like it? No. It has bought a lot for me in my career, but there are a lot of downsides to it. You give up your privacy. I did it to myself but not to my family and friends. You don't ask for it. You just have to live with it.

I come from a family of teasers myself. My grandfather was from Liverpool, and he had a dry sense of humor, and he would tease us terribly. My brother Beau was so skilled in his teasing that he could get a rise out of me by simply pointing at me.

It's not an easy thing to be in this league 10 years. Especially with me being a second-round pick, the 46th pick, and an undersized guard, to carve a lane for myself and have a career, for my family to realize that and appreciate that, it meant a lot to me.

It was something I was more interested in myself. When I went to see my sister dance at ballet, I was really into costumes and the arts, and my family was also supportive of whatever me and my sister wanted to do. I would say I pushed myself the most to be into design.

Growing up, it was about finding a way to entertain myself outdoors. We spent all the summers on the beach, camping with my family a bunch, and traveling as much as we could. My parents wouldn't let me watch too much TV growing up or play video games, or anything like that.

There are times when I'm super-overwhelmed, and everything feels like it's hitting me in the face at once, but I think what's keeping me calm, and who I am by staying true to myself, is my whole family being so supportive and keeping me grounded. They treat me the exact same way they treated me years and years ago.

As I got older, I realised that people saw me as other things - sometimes Korean, sometimes Japanese, sometimes just Asian. When my family moved to a more affluent white neighbourhood, I started to see myself as 'other', this amorphous category. I didn't even know what 'not other' was, but I knew I wasn't it; I wasn't what was normal.

I think of myself as Rebecca Wells from Lodi Plantation, in Central Louisiana, a girl who was lucky enough to be born into a family that encouraged creativity and didn't call me lazy or nuts when I dressed up in my mother's peignoirs and played the piano, having painted a small sign decorated in glitter that read 'The Piano Fairy Girl.'

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