I've noticed that when I begin to focus on my health, I immediately start eating like I'm starving on a deserted island.
I truly believe that it triggers something in me. Something that is trying to protect me.
I. Hate. It.
I wear my fat like an insulated coat that keeps me safe.
Must ponder that.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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