She'd had enough breathlessness and sweating.
She'd had enough achy knees.
She'd had enough intestinal discomfort.
She'd had enough crying after a binge.
She'd had enough bingeing.
She'd had enough jealousy and envy of others.
She'd had enough self-hatred.
She'd had enough self-loathing.
She'd just. finally. had. enough.
So she woke up one day and went to a Weight Watchers meeting at 8 in the morning on a Saturday.
And she never was the same after that.
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