I have obsessed about my weight in some sort of way all my life. I used to write in my journal what I weighed every day.

I've earned all these years on my face. I don't want to be a liar if in five or 10 years I do get some Botox, but needles in the face scare me, so I don't really know if I am ever going to do that.

After a lifetime of losing and gaining weight, I get it. No matter how you slice it, weight loss comes down to the simple formula of calories in, calories out.

Divorce isn't the child's fault. Don't say anything unkind about your ex to the child, because you're really just hurting the child.

When you're busy blocking out difficult emotions and feelings, you're not going to feel the good stuff, either.

The only things I really love about myself physically are my ankles and my hair.

I kept buying bigger and bigger jeans, and once the size 14s got too tight, I thought: 'That's it. I'm not buying the next size'.