For the first time, I lived alone... in a luxury apartment on Sunset Strip. For a few days I loved the idea, but I got lonely and restless.

I never did quite fit the glamour mode. It is life with my husband and family that is my high now.

I joke around a lot about the manic times because they're funny. We manics do outrageous things and it is part of our colorful nature.

I have been afraid all my life that I am going to die. All my life it has been stuffed in my imagination.

I think my real depressions started when I was about 16 and doing The Patty Duke Show. I would go to bed at about 10 o'clock on a Friday night and not get up again until 6:30 Monday morning.