I'm proud that today, at 43 years old, I've come to value the aging process and focus on inner rather than outer beauty.
Many women who have anorexia put their hearts in a compromised situation.
Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.
I've found that balance is key. I'm no longer an extremist in any one direction.
Life is full of change and uncertainty. We know this. We experience it on a daily basis.
I believe that as women, we must commit ourselves to sustaining the progress made by our foremothers who fought so hard for women's equality and liberation.