My heart's in the right place. I know, 'cuz I hid it there.
No, as it turns out, I really like being congratulated on my weight loss. I like it so much, it's tragic.
Part of my gestalt is that I still feel a little bit like a wallflower. Even in my own life. I talk about myself behind my back.
Life is a cruel, horrible joke and I am the punch line.
Revenge may not be a particularly high consciousness-oriented activity.
There are very few women from my mother's generation who worked like that, who just kept a career going all her life and raised children and had horrible relationships and lost all her money and got it back again.