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Feb 2023
Let's pretend for a moment that I don't have a hormonal imbalance.


My mother was there for me but never emotionally

My father was never there for me at all

My first friend died when I was only seven

My first love broke my heart every way imaginable

So when I tell you food is the only thing that has been there for me, in ups and downs; understand that's why I am fat.

I have had nothing but food to rely on in my darkest times

Food is my mother, father, friend. Food is there for me when love isn't.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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