The Diet Merry-Go-Round

Monday mornings used to be difficult because I knew I had to start another diet. My weekends were spent looking through the newest diet books to figure out which diet appealed to me. I was obsessed with food and weight and never considered that something else was going on inside of me. All I knew is that I needed to be “fixed” and a new diet was the solution. If I looked good, if I looked skinny, then my life would also be good. I needed to fit into that short little black dress even if only for a day–eventually it would get put away again in the back of the closet.

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