Healthy Weight Rage


Are you ready?” I’d ask myself as I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, 17 years of age staring into the eyes of a girl about to torture her self. I was on the merry go round of bulimia. I was a little overweight, I was depressed and the only thing that could have made everything better was to be skinny.  The kind of skinny where you get noticed.  Continue reading

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