Then I realized that secrecy is actually to the detriment of my own peace of mind and self, and that I could still sustain my belief in privacy and be authentic and transparent at the same time. It was a pretty revelatory moment, and there's been a liberating force that's come from it.

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.

I wish people could acheive what they think would bring them happiness in order for them to realize that thats not really what happiness is.

Peace of mind for five minutes, that's what I crave.

I didn't have high self-esteem when I was a teen-ager, as I think most teen-agers don't.

How long before my dignity is reclaimed?