Oh, for the pre-psychotherapy days when you could just quietly be an alcoholic and nobody had a name for it, and therefore scorned it less
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Right on, sister. As I age (28! fuckity fuck fuck!), it's dawning on me that that 20-30 lbs. I keep meaning to lose might never actually drop off, and maybe that's not such the awful thing I thought. I'm also starting to be able to look at "fat" pictures of myself without cringing. But just barely. And dammit, I *will* go to the gym more than once a week!
...er, sorry, that was kind of all about me, wasn't it? I like your new userpic. And you drink just exactly the right amount.
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...er, sorry, that was kind of all about me, wasn't it? I like your new userpic. And you drink just exactly the right amount.
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