All I knew was being obese, being inactive, and not giving a fuck what food I ate increased the odds of my cancer coming back. Never would I be an eating disorder.
Yet I sit here - now for a few months - deciding what words should be my first words. I wonder why it's so difficult. I think I now understand: we weight first impressions to heavily, I've been overthinking the 'what ifs', and of course the big one: vulnerability.