If you think your job is to fix what is broken, you keep finding more broken places to mend.

. . . hell is wanting to be somewhere different from where you are. Being one place and wanting to be somewhere else . . . . Wanting life to be different from what it is. That's also called leaving without leaving. Dying before you die. It's as if there is a part of you that so rails against being shattered by love that you shatter yourself first.

You are not your past, not your habits, not your compulsions. When you get to know who you are, anything becomes possible.

How you eat is how you live.

You will never stop wanting more until you allow yourself to have what you already have. To take it in. Savor it. Now is a good time to do that . . .

The relentless attempts to be thin take you further and further away from what could actually end your suffering: getting back in touch with who you really are. Your true nature. Your essence.

You already have everything you need to be content. Your real work is to do whatever it takes to realize that.