I Find It Very Hard

I Haven't Got The Kind Of Discipline Where I Can Turn My Emotion Inside Out And Then Just Switch Off. It Affects Me Fairly Profoundly And I Don't Like Putting Myself Through That Kind Of Mincer Every Day.

I've Gradually Grown More Comfortable With Who I Am And What I Am.

Even Now I Can't Stand Being Recognized In The Street. I Just Hate It When Strangers Come Up And Try To Talk To Me. I'm Pathologically Shy.

I Was Racing Through Life, Utterly Confused And Angry. I Don't Know If I Was Out Of Control; It Was More Like I Felt Frustrated With Myself And Everything I Saw Happening Around Me.

The Older I've Got, The Easier I've Found It To Accept Myself. I Think I've Finally Learnt Not To Beat Myself Up So Much.