Today I’m starting my Daffy Duck Diary. I’m going to write every day, just a few lines maybe, longhand, no less. I’m going to write about weight and food and feelings and actions.
And in a while I may understand why I am the way I am, why I feel the way I feel, why I look the way I look.
Why I hurt the way I hurt.
I had seven months to lose weight before David’s Disney wedding. Instead, I have gained.