I met a man today- he's crazy. Honestly, I've met some crazy people before but nothing like this. He was a smoker on the other side and can't think or do anything without his nicotine. I never needed something that badly before. I can't imagine what he's going through but it seems like his own personal hell. I talked to this man about it, but the conversion didn't last long of course. "I thought smoking only effected my lungs. I died from it for crying out loud! I saw how it destroyed my family, and then my body. Now it's continuing to destroy me without a body!"  He told me he had to go and that was it. I'm sure he'll get better. I hope so. He seems like a nice man.
I told Hannah about him, and she went on and on (like usual) about when she was on the other side she met so many people who got into stuff like that and sometimes worse. "I'd hate to see a meth addict here," she said. She tells me so many things that don't seem real. She told me her sister Lindsey,who's also here, had a similar addictive behavior. She didn't eat.  Can you believe that? She actually wanted to make herself starve! That's how Lindsey got here. Hannah says Lindsey would do anything now to have any kind of body, big or small.  I don't get it. She blames it on her mother. She claims that her mother was so caught up in looking a certain way which made her never feel beautiful. Mother never talked about her body. But I do remember when I was getting older she said, " always remember you are beautiful, but don't let that take up all the space in that mind of yours or there won't be room in there to think about others."