“My most accurate accounting is that I chickened out at 189 pounds, and for awhile that is what I was doing. I was playing chicken with my scale for fun, feeding my face just to see what would happen to it when I finally did make it to 200. Would anyone love me less? I was giddy knowing that they only loved me more. The heavier I became the more likeable I was. I suddenly FIT, and it was easy, and it was fun.”

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