In this poignant personal essay, Savala Trepczynski chronicles her lost years of dieting. Starting in first grade feeling shame over her size, her dieting continued until she finally realized the cost.

I couldn’t see what dieting cost me until I stopped for good. No, I was never on a life-threatening diet. But I was on so many, for so long, that my life got hollowed as if by termites, and my grasp on sovereignty became weak as a butterfly. I’ve dieted through every season of my life—which is to say, I’ve been consumed with fear that my natural body offends societal norms, values, and morals—until now.

https://bust.com/feminism/195612-dieting-cost-me-gave-up.html?fbclid=IwAR1iDiTW8kyeVs4N_1p4P3hKdewoEvf068yfp-OXD08toZ6AgxndFyFP15cI Couldn’t See What Dieting Cost Me Until I Gave It Up