I am all about caring. I have always been like that.

My husband asked for the separation and I supported it. We had struggled to keep it going, but obviously we'd both run out of steam.

Everywhere I go I smell fresh paint.

A mother's arms are more comforting than anyone else's.

My first thoughts are that I should not let people down, that I should support them and love them.

Loneliness is the worst pain in this world. It constantly eats away the person's heart, and can cause the person to hate, to feel enraged. It is like a wound of the heart; the type of wounds that cannot go away with a kiss or a hug. The only thing that can make this great pain go away is love and compassion, another human heart to pull them out of this hell.

I've got to have a place where I can find peace of mind.