My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and s — Brooke Shields
My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and s — Brooke Shields
My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and s — Brooke Shields
My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and s — Brooke Shields
My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and s — Brooke Shields
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My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

— Brooke Shields
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