Six months after my son was born, I didn’t write about my weight. I wanted to. I almost did. Strands of a piece started to form in my mind. I jotted down disconnected sentences on my phone. I was never not thinking the painful thoughts I hoped to exorcise through writing. How I felt about my body was the background hum to just about everything I did tha…
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