I'm Lost, But I'm Hopeful.

As A Teen, I Was Both Anorexic And Bulimic.

Every Time I Scratch My Nails Down Someone Else's Back, I Hope You Feel It.

It's Not Hard To Feel Afraid And Insecure. I Still Fight An Inner-critic Voice, Definitely. I Hear It A Lot.

I Could Get Away With Not Taking Care Of Myself As A Bachelorette But As A Mom I Can't.

I Can Be In The Worst Pms, Mercury In Retrograde, Most Awful Circumstance - And Then If My Girlfriends And I Are Giggling About It, Everything's Okay.