MY NAME IS LINDSAY LOHAN...

And I am a Bulimic. I am drug abuser. I am ashma sufferer. I am currently "resting comfortably" after a visit to a Miami Hospital.

I know I haven't been posting here in awhile. That's only because I've been in recovery every since Lorne Michael became my knight in shining armor and held a an intervention for me after I hosted Saturday Night Live. Let me tell you something, nothing is more sobering than the entire cast of SNL confronting you because of your health issues. These people know how to party. Tina Fey? I hear that before every show she snorts cocaine off a Amy Poehlers' ass in her dressing room. Horatio Sans? The guy weighs as much as Chris Farely's double chins. At first I thought that the intervention was a joke, but then I remembered that SNL hasn't really been that funny these past couple years.

They were serious. They told me I had a problem. They said I had no arms. They said that it was strange that I was running to the bathroom between ever skit. Laxatives are a bitch.

So I'm coming clean. I ditching my old ways. I'm forgetting Wilmer. I'm forgetting my Dad. I'm forgetting that I sh***ty album. T

That was the old Lindsay Lohan. The skinny, boobless, gastric-intestinal-fluid-tooth-rot Lindsay Lohan.

I want to eat healthy. I want to party less, spend more time with my family. You can call these New Year's Resoultions if you want...I just call them My Saving Grace.

It's funny. I go back and read what I've written here this past 6 months -- the leg scratching...the drug abuse...the suicidal thoughts...the angry rants...

Didn't people see this? Couldn't somebody just come up to me and hit me on the head and say, "Lindsay...WAKE UP!"

But that's what happens when you're famous I guess. People just expect you to be fine. People think you're all right, all the time. People think you're so cool.

So when they see you come on set all coked out of your mind and barely able to stand up, they just think....well that's the way they are....we're already paying her 5 million dollars...she on a billboard on sunset so she must have it all under control...

My life has been a hurricane and I'm only now realizing it. I've hurt a lot of people. I've hurt a lot of fans. I've lied. I've cheated. I've been a wreck and I never cared.

But I care now. I want to set this all straight. I want to be open. I want little girls to pick up a magazine and say, Mommy...I really respect Linday Lohan...

I hope to someday respect myself enough to think the same...