I have Skinny Boyfriend Syndrome. He'll be able to eat anything he wants and drop. I, on the other hand, have and look at his plate to lift one dress size. If there were Lifetime Achievement Awards for dieting, I'd win another one. In my ongoing efforts to make peace with my body, I have weighed every bite of food that passed between my lips, counted the calories of food I only dreamt of eating, purged my involving any food substance I might desire (in other words, life became a health food…
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