Everybody has always had a say on my body. When I was younger, my mom would harp on about how I was too thin and claimed that I must have been secretly dieting – when I wasn’t. But uncles and aunties – and even my boyfriend at the time – were quick to jump on the bandwagon and repeated that I was too thin. So, just eat. Eat more. More. 

But not too much, my mom would add. Because nobody likes the other side of that coin either. 

Alas, I guess I was out of luck because, as I grew older, the number on the scale grew with me. 

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