Everybody Needs Hugs.

I Think When I Came Into Marriage -- Especially When You've Had Divorced Parents Like Myself... You'd Want To Try Even Harder To Make It Work And You Don't Want To Fall Back Into A Pattern That You've Seen Happen In Your Own Family. I Desperately Want It To Work; I Desperately Love My Husband And I Wanted To Share Everything Together. And I Thought That We Were A Very Good Team.

Everybody Knew About The Bulimia In The Family. And They All Blamed The Failure Of The Marriage On The Bulimia And It's Taken Them Time To Think Differently. I Said I Was Rejected, I Didn't Think I Was Good Enough For This Family, So I Took It Out On Myself. I Could Have Gone To Alcohol. I Could Have Been Anorexic. I Chose To Hurt Myself Instead Of Hurting All Of You.

You See Yourself As A Good Product That Sits On A Shelf And Sells Well, And People Make A Lot Of Money Out Of You.

I Found Myself Being More And More Involved With People Who Were Rejected By Society - With Drug Addicts, Alcoholism, Battered This, Battered That - And I Found An Affinity There.

People Think That At The End Of The Day A Man Is The Only Answer. Actually, A Fulfilling Job Is Better For Me.