I had lived with abuse for many years, but the worst abuse has been at my own hands and the appalling situations I have tolerated.
After giving birth, I never brushed my hair, my teeth, or took a shower. I looked in the mirror one day and was really depressed.
You can be selfish by being too unselfish at times.
On her extreme thinness during her 'Ally McBeal' years: "I started under-eating, over-exercising, pushing myself too hard and brutalizing my immune system. I guess I just didn't find time to eat. I am much more healthy these days.
Like most severely overweight people, I had to hit a rock-hard bottom before I'd take responsibility for the consequences of neglecting my own health.
A really busy person never knows how much he weighs.
Sloth is most often evidenced in busyness ... in frantic running around, trying to be everything to everyone, and then having no time to listen or pray, no time to become the person who is doing these things.
When I was drinking I was thinking I was having a good time but it came back twice as bad, the depression. It was just a vicious circle - drinking, not caring about myself - and it gave me a bad low.
The only aberration is denial of self.
I never hurt anybody; I only hurt myself and my family. I never did anything mean to anybody, I was just mean to myself.
I cannot feel my legs from the waist down any longer. But who cares? I look good and that's all that matters. And when I die of hypothermia for wearing formal shorts in winter, tell them to put that on my tombstone.
The trouble is that as women we try to take care of everybody else before we take care of ourselves.
While overeating would be seen by some as an indulgence of self, it is in fact a profound rejection of self. It is a moment of self-betrayal and self-punishment, and anything but a commitment to one's own well-being.
My boyfriend dumped me because I let myself go. And not just with my clothing, in every facet of life.
Men often treat others worse than they treat themselves, but they rarely treat anyone better. It is the height of folly to expect consideration and decency from a person who mistreats himself.
But unfortunately, in my unrelenting drive to get back on that drum stool, the major casualty in all of it was that I really forgot about me.
We take better care of our smartphone than ourselves. We know when the battery is depleted and recharge it
If you want to live a miserable life, making your life all about other people is the way to do it.
A healer of others, himself diseased.
It is sad to see anyone neglecting their body no matter who they are and what they do. You simply cannot be healthy or look great on the outside if you are not healthy on the inside.
I felt like I was a good woman, a good person. But I was sinking deeper and deeper into depression, because my soul wasn't living. I was purposely holding down my soul and my spirit. It was dying inside of me.
I am mad, I am going under, I must follow the advice of a friend, and pay no heed to myself.
I'm a pleaser, but it's not a good thing because you forget about pleasing yourself at the end of the day.
So much must I live for others, that almost I am a stranger to myself.
Every time I deny myself I commit a kind of suicide.
