“Wow," a former coworker said to me, looking me up and down. We had run into each other at the grocery store where we used to work. I was waiting for my runny cheese. "You look...different. Did you gain weight?" I'm in recovery for an eating disorder and haven't stepped on a scale in years. My jeans fit me just fine that day. Still, his words stung. As I went to pay for my cheese, I mulled over his audacity and my reaction to it. There was a time
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