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My sense of mortality came when they deliberately cut my chest open and stopped my heart.
...Luckily I got another go. I'm now taking steps to see that it wasn't all for nothing. Why did it take 20 months for me to realise this? That's crazy, isn't it? Still I guess there's many reasons why people take a long time to realise they need to stop killing themselves.
This is almost like a therapy session, so allow me a little further indulgence. I'm wondering if there's something along the lines of an Overeaters Anonymous group that doesn't have the God thing attached to it. It wouldn't work for me otherwise, cos I would feel hypocritical.
Mortality. You can't live with it, you can't live without it.
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I *Heart* my Husband - I can't think of anyone I'd rather be in isolation with. 
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