I'm Having A Great Life,

All I Have To Do Is What's Right For Me.

I Am Not Frightened Of Much, But I Wouldn't Like To Get Ill.

I'm Having A Great Life, And I Want To Go On Having One.

I Was Anorexic In The 60s And 70s, Although It Wasn't Called Anorexia Then. I Thought People Would Be Nicer To Me If I Looked Very Small And Delicate, So Food Wasn't High On My Agenda. But It Is Now.

Of Course I Have Regrets; I'm Not Stupid.