I can relate to so many of these posts. I was born 57 years ago, PLUMP. Grew up all my life, PLUMP. I have two sisters and a brother that are THIN. I always wondered if I was adopted. I was always teased growing up, by friends as well as family (including my parents). Now I'm on a downhill run as far as my age. My past experiences with weight drove a permanent wedge between myself and my parents, siblings, and some of my friends. I didn't need it then, and I sure don't need it now. I am a very active person, but I am still PLUMP.
Maybe that's why I love my dogs so much. They could care less, if I'm PLUMP.
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