I read in the paper that I'd slashed my wrists. But I didn't.

I read everything and anything. I love books.

The more I read about feeding times, sleep times and waking-up times, the more inadequate and miserable I felt.

scared to read my paper, can't look at TV.

I don't miss my pin-up days. I'm far too old for that malarkey.

I do tend to overdo everything.