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| No shit, Sherlock. Grateful for one time at band camp.... Ok, well, one time at band camp...I was skinny. But...the whole time I was SKINNY....I thought I was fat. Hmm. And here I am today, the heaviest I have been to date...and I think back to the days of being waaay under normal...and I remember my mind thinking I was a blimp. Hm... Well, I would be happy with just being able to meet in the middle somewhere, and not have to give up and occasional drink or three. I don't need to impress anyone, I just need to be ok with where I am, and if I'm not...then I need to make changes where needed. Yup... here goes nothing. uggh. |
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