After plummeting from a comfy size 12 to a size 8 through the betrayal of my husband I would gladly swap places with any of you just to be happy again. I have looked after myself well, eating nourishing foods and enjoying a more than frequent gin and tonic and several squares of chocolate, but obviously my anxiety has played it's part. However the one thing I did do for myself to help dissipate the anxiety was frequent the gym several times a week. I do this as the classes require my full concentration, especially the dance based ones and I need the social contact at a time when I feel very isolated and lonely. I am counting my blessings now, as I realise that in spite of everything I still have my physical health and fitness at 66. I have the body of a teenager, but unfortunately the face of an old hag so I think I will just have to stop using my magnifying mirror.
I need a new microwave and some advice
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