So much of what I do is related to what people think of me. I worry about it a lot. Sometimes I think it runs my life.

I’ve been in therapy for a while now, and just recently I had a breakthrough thought: What do I think of myself?

I don’t know all the ramifications of this thought right now, but somehow I  feel that I need to keep it front and center. I’m fairly certain it has a lot to do with my eating.