Liberation came for me in the guise of a roomy, cream colored blouse with buttons made of a rich, honey-colored teak in varying sizes and shapes. It was an over-the-hips blouse with two-inch slits up the sides which allowed free movement across an ample backside. This blouse covered a multitude of sins and I was in my glory. Who would have thought that the big clothes I used to hide in would one day be in style?

That was when I was a size 4.

Sick? Definitely. Cured? Oh yeah. Let me tell you, I had a million ways to cover up.

I was trying to live up to someone else's idea of what "good" looked like. Thank God I came to my senses. Actually, I was tired of waiting to live until I was thin. Wow, what a concept.

So, to anyone trying to live up to the image, don't bother because once you get there you'll realize it wasn't your body you didn't was something inside.

Love yourself, you won't regret it.

~ Dianne

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