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On my mother’s refrigerator there’s a picture of me, age four, sitting on an oversized Easter bunny at our local shopping mall. I’m wearing a yellow dress and black patent-leather shoes. My hair [...]

I have a confession to make. I’m not proud of it; in fact, I’m extremely ashamed of myself. But the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem, right? So here goes: Hello, [...]

  I like to eat. Now, I know that’s not exactly a lady-like thing to admit, but it’s the truth. I like to eat. Food makes me happy. I’m not picky about the types of food, either. I like [...]