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Trigger warning: This post contains descriptions of body dysmorphic disorder and mental illness.
While having dinner with a friend last week, I became fixated on two things: how beautiful I thought she was, and what she was eating. Regarding the first of my observations, she has what I consider my naturally “ideal” body type in that she’s thin and petite, but rarely exercises. While she was giddy about the cheese fries she was putting into her mouth, I felt irrationally guilty for my un-cheesy,…
almost 7 years ago