I would not have discredited every one of their compliments. It was your approval I wanted, your congratulations.

I found that the more truthful and vulnerable I was, the more empowering it was for me.

When I'm really, really angry, if I'm privileged enough to be next to someone who can hold my anger, I'll definitely take them up on holding the bucket.

I'm lost, but I'm hopeful.

I've been doing a lot of different cross-training and kickboxing and Capoeira and kite surfing, and I've just really been back to what I consider my original athletic self.

I could get away with not taking care of myself as a bachelorette but as a mom I can't.

The more I know the less tortured I am.