After last night's long talk, I've decided to go easy on myself, go one step at a time, slowly. So this morning, I told myself, that I had to really slow down and go easy.

But what did I see myself do during the day, "HURRY ANNE. Time is running out, and what have you accomplished? Nothing."

And then I got home, went online, read some emails, and although you don't have to know this, but I had the sudden need to go to the toilet.

So I obviously went to the bathroom, and then as I washing my hands, I saw this girl on the mirror. Guess what I saw? I saw this girl, with dark rings around her eyes, super huge eyebags, and the skin on her legs, were like those of a dried up prune. And then, her forehead, had read small little read dots, which are clear signs of a pimple outbreak. Looked closely at her nose, EEW, blackheads. She comed her hair, and as she did so, she saw strands of white hair. She smiled to see how she looked better with a smile. And if you're thinking that just by smiling, she would look like a happy girl, overpowering those signs of stress and ageing, think again. She looked like a girl, pretending to have all the energy in the world, when she knows her battery's already low. It was almost as if the words, "Stressed" and "Tired" were written on her face. Very, very ugly. And then I realised that girl was me.

I've got to get my strong faith back, it's beginning to go.