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At one of my lowest points, sugar had a painful grip on me. I'd buy/binge and then beat myself up over my behavior.

It was driving me crazy that I couldn't remember something that I studied the night before. All it did was trigger my anxiety, and all of sudden everything would snowball on me.

I was very active but I was dyslexic and had a really hard time at school.

I was rather a poor student, too easily distracted - did a lot of gazing out of windows, fine for training to be a writer, but not a great way to achieve in the classroom. The truth is that I was happy to bumble along and do enough to avoid detention, but not much more.

I wasn't an academic. I hated maths and science at school. I couldn't concentrate.

I was a good student, but I was the biggest procrastinator.

I was a very good student. Procrastinating gives me anxiety, and getting a B really ticked me off. Sure, I didn't always want to do my homework, but I actually really liked school. As nerdy as it sounds, I love learning.

The habits of study in which I have been brought up have done much to support me. I never allow myself to be one moment unoccupied.

I was very unmotivated at school.

I was not good in school. I could never read very fast or very well. I got tested for learning disabilities, for dyslexia. Then I got put on Ritalin and Dexedrine. I took those starting in the eighth grade. As soon as they pumped that drug into me, it would focus me right in.