Josh Gad

Yeah, it can. It had the opposite effect on me and my brothers. I have such an incredible mother. My mom was so badass. And despite the emotional shrapnel that I felt as a result of her divorce, and I've had to heal and talk to her about that and forgive that because... I didn't understand at the time that her mood swings and her anger and my brothers having moved to college.

I was the only one in the house who was absorbing that. And that was scary. And that was lonely. And the birth of comedy. Big time. And it was a birth of comedy because as a result of her pain and her depression, I somehow found this weapon where I was able to make her laugh. And I was like, that's something.

I was the only one in the house who was absorbing that. And that was scary. And that was lonely. And the birth of comedy. Big time. And it was a birth of comedy because as a result of her pain and her depression, I somehow found this weapon where I was able to make her laugh. And I was like, that's something.

I was the only one in the house who was absorbing that. And that was scary. And that was lonely. And the birth of comedy. Big time. And it was a birth of comedy because as a result of her pain and her depression, I somehow found this weapon where I was able to make her laugh. And I was like, that's something.

And tapping into that and then making that a career came from the seeds of that despair, as it often does, I would imagine.

And tapping into that and then making that a career came from the seeds of that despair, as it often does, I would imagine.

And tapping into that and then making that a career came from the seeds of that despair, as it often does, I would imagine.

I grew up too fast and I didn't grow up enough. I'm jealous of my friends who had both parents till they were 18 at least. And then a later divorce, I think is sometimes maybe better. Sometimes maybe worse for me. It was very different experience than it was for my brothers. My brothers were 10 and eight years older and they got the family journey. Mine was ripped away at six.

I grew up too fast and I didn't grow up enough. I'm jealous of my friends who had both parents till they were 18 at least. And then a later divorce, I think is sometimes maybe better. Sometimes maybe worse for me. It was very different experience than it was for my brothers. My brothers were 10 and eight years older and they got the family journey. Mine was ripped away at six.

I grew up too fast and I didn't grow up enough. I'm jealous of my friends who had both parents till they were 18 at least. And then a later divorce, I think is sometimes maybe better. Sometimes maybe worse for me. It was very different experience than it was for my brothers. My brothers were 10 and eight years older and they got the family journey. Mine was ripped away at six.

You don't have the skills to process that. And so I became very destructive. I would lie constantly to my mom. I was doing horribly in school. It is almost impossible to flunk first grade. I was getting F's and D's. Of course you were. Regulating with food enters the picture. That's when I started to balloon. And I was also actually physically destructive.

You don't have the skills to process that. And so I became very destructive. I would lie constantly to my mom. I was doing horribly in school. It is almost impossible to flunk first grade. I was getting F's and D's. Of course you were. Regulating with food enters the picture. That's when I started to balloon. And I was also actually physically destructive.

You don't have the skills to process that. And so I became very destructive. I would lie constantly to my mom. I was doing horribly in school. It is almost impossible to flunk first grade. I was getting F's and D's. Of course you were. Regulating with food enters the picture. That's when I started to balloon. And I was also actually physically destructive.

I remember a day where I took something in the back of my mom's car, the little cigarette things that you would push down. And I started burning holes in the back of her car. And my mom could not figure out what the fuck was going on with me. And it was this thing. absolute burden on my shoulders of having to keep this secret and lashing out because I didn't know what else to do.

I remember a day where I took something in the back of my mom's car, the little cigarette things that you would push down. And I started burning holes in the back of her car. And my mom could not figure out what the fuck was going on with me. And it was this thing. absolute burden on my shoulders of having to keep this secret and lashing out because I didn't know what else to do.

I remember a day where I took something in the back of my mom's car, the little cigarette things that you would push down. And I started burning holes in the back of her car. And my mom could not figure out what the fuck was going on with me. And it was this thing. absolute burden on my shoulders of having to keep this secret and lashing out because I didn't know what else to do.

And my mom finally sat down and said, something's got to change, got me to speak to a therapist. I was able to finally unburden this secret, was able to finally find some sort of path for myself to navigate my own very difficult emotions and then was able to overcome all of the chaos.

And my mom finally sat down and said, something's got to change, got me to speak to a therapist. I was able to finally unburden this secret, was able to finally find some sort of path for myself to navigate my own very difficult emotions and then was able to overcome all of the chaos.

And my mom finally sat down and said, something's got to change, got me to speak to a therapist. I was able to finally unburden this secret, was able to finally find some sort of path for myself to navigate my own very difficult emotions and then was able to overcome all of the chaos.

The therapist did. This was a period where I only wanted to sleep in my mom's room. I was afraid to sleep by myself. There was so much shit going on. So I had one therapist who told my mom to lock me in my room. Oh boy. And my mom, God bless her, is like, you're out of your fucking mind.