I used to be a size 8, sometimes verging on a 10, but mostly always an 8. Then last summer I was a 4, but now I am a 6. And the 6 feels right, and I think this is where I will stay, but the 8 is good too. But there was something great about the 4. It was the anticipation of all that food I could eat with inpunity, all that awaiting deliciousness in any flavour I liked.
I read once that sugar-free gum is the ultimate non-food. And it is. And I am up to about 2 packs a week.
All women have food issues, which really translate to body issues, the crux of which speaks to whether or not we feel worthy of love.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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