Someone said to me once, a friend from years ago - "You were fantastic," he said, "articulate, witty, I loved it, but at any minute it seemed like you might explode." It's true. I knew it. I knew I was dangerous to myself and others. I'd known it since I was a little girl. There'd always been a crazy woman in my family, and I recognized that in my generation I was first in line for the job. But if I loaded myself with enough responsibility and accumulated...