A couple of hours ago, I read this and got to this line. I was in the bathroom, in the middle of breakfast. After washing my hands, I had started to respond to this line above in the following way:

"Very seldom -- okay confession--I almost never paused. It was all about satisfying, well because I deserved it -- I've many a time, so overworked myself, I gave to everyone..."

And then -- the flood gates. Dana, it was the most incredible revelation -- I started bawling. (OMG - the tears are happening again, ugh)...

But I have to stick this out and share with you. I was going to send this in a private note, but it needs to be public for people to realize how deep we all need to sometimes go for healing.

But you made me realize -- I overate, snacked because I want to give myself comfort because I'm constantly giving to the world. It hit me -- and I could not stop crying.

I'm still thinking through the tears why is this hitting me so hard. But I've called my overeating: stress, tiredness and comfort -- for so long.

But as you wrote -- why???

Anyhow, I wanted you to be reminded as a writer, doctor, friend -- your writings matter. Don't let anyone tell you what you need to write about or what will be received or not . You have no idea how what you write can impact another. And what a beautiful gift that is -- you are that gift and be uplifted!

Thank you my friend.

Have a great weekend.