If I Was 14 And Knew Some

Most Important, In Order To Find Real Happiness, You Must Learn To Love Yourself For The Totality Of Who You Are And Not Just What You Look Like.

I Would Eat 300 Calories A Day - A Lot Of Jell-o And No-sugar Everything, Of Course. I Was Doing Pilates, Weight-training, Circuit Training; Over Lunch I Would Run On A Treadmill In My Dressing Room With A Fan On My Face So I Wouldn't Sweat My Makeup Off.

Healing Comes From Love. And Loving Every Living Thing In Turn Helps You Love Yourself.

Everyone Is Their Own Kind Of Lesbian. To Think There's A Certain Way To Dress Or Present Yourself In The World Is Just One More Stereotype We Have To Fit Into.

I Finally Understood That By Being On A Perpetual Diet, I Had Practiced A "disordered" Form Of Eating My Whole Life. I Restricted When I Was Hungry And In Need Of Nutrition And Binged When I Was So Grotesquely Full I Couldn't Be Comfortable In Any Position By Lying Down. Diets That Tell People What To Eat Or When To Eat Are The Practices Inbetween. And Dieting, I Discovered, Was Another Form Of Disordered Eating, Just As Anorexia And Bulimia Similarly Disrupt The Natural Order Of Eating.