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I think that before anything moves forward, you and I have to agree on a certain level of honesty.Or, in this case, the one who needs to be honest here is me.Besides, who else is here but us and as far as I can tell, you are as real as can be and at the same time, there really is no one else here but me.If that makes sense. Did I ever tell you how much I hated the scale? I have been on both sides of the spectrum when it comes to weight. I was way too thin as a boy. I was thin as a young adult. I never had a desirable body. I was never fit.I was never strong. I was never tough either.I was crazy maybe.But I was never tough. I was told that I had a fast metabolism. I was told that I would miss my metabolism when I grew older.And I ate. And I ate.And I ate as much as I could but I never gained any weight. I never went to the gym because I was always too skinny and too insecure and more than anything, I was too frightened to be looked at and laughed at while moving minimal weights and…

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