The Weight We Hate
This morning I stepped on the scale. I had successfully avoided the brightly colored floral 70’s style square torture device for weeks. I was grossly offended by the number that…
This morning I stepped on the scale. I had successfully avoided the brightly colored floral 70’s style square torture device for weeks. I was grossly offended by the number that…
I don’t think I realized it at the time, but I was holding my breath. I had just stepped onto the scale at the doctor’s office and was standing perfectly…