Why would you do that?

There was an elderly woman in front of me at the checkout line yesterday, probably in her late sixties. She was practically apologizing to both the cashier and to me for purchasing the black walnut ice cream.
“I know I need to lose weight,” she said, “but I just can’t resist the black walnut ice cream.”
“Go for it,” I said.
I had to resist the urge to scream “for fucks sake, Woman, you are in your senior years. Stop worrying about being society’s ideal and live your life!”

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My husband, Conall, is an ally in my self-acceptance. He has never once bugged me about my weight. Back when I was still on the diet roller coaster, he accepted my attempts at losing weight as my choice, but he’s always loved me at whatever weight I’ve been.

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