Throughout my twenties and thirties, I based my identity on a number on the bathroom scales. It affected every choice I made from where I would go, what I would do, and who I spent time with. I tried a… Read More ›
I don’t know what I thought I was looking for, I just knew I didn’t have it. And all this time, I was eating. And eating. And dieting, believing I was a failure in life because I couldn’t manage to keep the weight off when I would lose it.