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Today I cannot stop eating. I want food. I keep thinking about food. More food. Where is the food. Spinach salad for lunch almonds for a snack. Eat! Fed me. Chew that gum. Drink that water. Walk around. I could NOT be trusted with Easter candy for the boys while I was in Target. Think I might not even buy them any. I am not strong enough to NOT eat it....yet.

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