I Think At The Age Of 50,

I'm A Very Insecure And Emotional Person Still Looking To Be Loved By Everyone Else.

I Took Desperate Measures To Lose Weight And Did Terrible Things To Myself. I Went From Diet Pills To Thirty Laxatives A Day To Throwing Up.

I Start Phone Calls At 4 A.m. To Cheer People Up. The Housebound, People In The Hospital. People Who, After Decades, Still Can't Get Over What Happened 10 Or 15 Years Ago.

Truthfully, Everyone Knows How To Eat Right. They Know The Difference Between Oatmeal And A Jelly Cream Doughnut. They Know How To Walk. Everyone Has This In Their Brain. When I Started, We Didn't Have All This Knowledge. Forty Years Ago, I Lost My Weight, But Only By Watching What I Was Eating.

I Get Energy From Meditation Practice And From Eating Healthy Fresh Food, Only One Cup Of Espresso In The Morning, And Not Drinking Too Much.