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My family insists on the idea that I will never find someone because of my weight. Men like the thin ones....and I am never one of them. I need 20 more pounds to go to finally be at a normal weight.

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This is just not true, hon. A real man (or woman) can see who you really are. AND, men do not necessarily like "the thin ones". That is a myth. I would know. I have been as much as 200 pounds overweight and that never seemed to diminish my supply of boyfriends.

The most important thing about how you look is how you feel about it. If you like the way you look, other people will feel that and think you are pretty as well.

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This condition is driving my weight up the scale again. I am going to gain back all the weight I had lost. How can I stop myself from eating during my depression?

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Have you tried support groups? I've belonged to one for about five years and even when I don't lose weight it's nice to just have the people around.

It's funny I should come across this post. I just joined today and something I am working on is consolidating all the poetry I have spread out over a dozen or so websites to one place. Here's one I wrote about eating and depression.

You Think You Have Problems--
There are People Starving. . .
To Janie Deem

Poor thing,
are you hurt?
Here's some cookies and milk
to make it all better.
Another box of cookies, please,
some more ice cream. . .
anything to
satisfy the gnawing hunger
within;
body overfed
my spirit starves.

Cases of cookies can't fill the
abysmal nothingness
inside
and others' eyes can't see past
fat
to where
the bones are sticking out
in my soul.