I had to suck in my breath so hard on this one that I inhaled an entire blue spruce tree from my back yard.

Holy fucking shit.

I wish to hell that I didn’t know what this felt like but I do. Not to the extent you have, but I have spent time big, a lot of time big. My mother told me that if I got much bigger she couldn’t love me.

Out of love. Well of course it was.

Of course it was.

There are times- and stay with me here- that I am so fucking grateful for having spent time as a big person for just this reason. I do understand. I do get it. I do have those places inside me that still bear the scars.

You cannot purchase empathy. I. Fucking. Get. It. For what it’s worth. Probably not much. But it’s something.

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