For the past few months, my body has been too heavy to measure. Well, too heavy to weigh on my home scale. It has a 400-pound weight limit.
When I first began my own writing career last spring, my weight was ranging anywhere from 340 to 375 pounds, but swinging upwards. At some point, I gave up completely and saw my weight reach 400 pounds last fall.
Obviously, that's a huge number. I know, some of you are laughing or rolling your eyes. Some of you want to vomit. Meanwhile, I have intense, conflicted emotions about all of it. About typing it out or even talking about it. Because nobody else really knows what it's like for me in my body. They can guess, assume, or argue, but both this life and this body are mine alone and not theirs.
[For more on this story by Shannon Ashley, go to https://medium.com/@Shesreally...ht-loss-f119946d4ade]
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