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There was no mirror, no staring at my body and seeing what wasn’t there. I’d abandoned fashion magazines long ago. I’d never forced myself to vomit, snacked on laxatives, or seen my bones force my skin taught. I’d never needed encouragement to eat a meal. My friends and family knew me for my quick wit, easy laugh, plump body, and rosy cheeks. |
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