I hand my unhealthy self a bottle of water and take away the can of pop she's holding. The first small step, I indicate, without words. My unhealthy self nods in silent agreement and gratefulness. I hug my unhealthy self in a warm embrace. "I'm here for you," I whisper, "I'm always here for you".
Once upon a time I was a chubby teenager that turned in to a pretty large adult. It wasn’t about looks so much as energy level and health that snapped every thing in to perspective for me and made me want to change. That makes it sound like it was an a-ha moment for me. It wasn’t. I struggled for years and years. I was anorexic in Grade 9, and a binge eater all through high school. While I was in University I got in to dancing at raves. That helped a lot to keep my weight manageable, but my…