In 2010, at the lowest point in my adult life, I was looking
everywhere for relief/comfort/distraction. And I turned to food. It
could have been anything. Drugs. Alcohol. Sex. But eating became the one
thing I could look forward to. Count on to get me through. There were
stretches when the highlight of my week was a favorite meal and a new
episode of TOP CHEF. Sometimes that was enough. Had to be.
And I put on weight. Big f--king deal.
http://www.ew.com/article/2016/03/28/wentworth-miller-fat-shaming-meme
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