If I could go back in time and have a conversation with my 18-year-old self, the first thing I’d say is, ‘Lose the perm’. Second, I would say, ‘Relax. Really – just relax. Don’t sweat it. For a long time, I was anxious and fearful that the parade would pass me by, and that someone or something outside myself had all the answers. Having finally reached a happy place – a happy accidents place – I want to share my story with others, to let them know things aren’t as bad as they fear.
—Jane Lynch, announcing the September publication of her new memoir Happy Accidents