I used to be skinny.
I didn’t have to watch what I ate. In fact, I could have eaten absolutely anything I wanted and gotten away with it.
But in my freshman year of high school, I began battling an eating disorder. And I was obsessed with being as small as physically possible. I wasted so much time rejecting food and over-exercising in pursuit of “perfection.”
After Allen and I got together, I achieved recovery* and began to live a happy, healthy, normal life. I was finally okay with my body, okay with what I was eating, okay with ME.
Then diabetes came and completely ruined it all.