And I walked that crazy all the way over to the other side of the bar, and introduced myself to him. No, I didn't win , I would tell myself instead. At some point that night, I remember lying next to him, still feeling unbelievably cocky from my victory, when Brian mentioned that I wasn't normally his type. In other words: It was conversation. Soon, I was wearing it all the time. The other you was just a disguise. Brian was still attracted to fat girls, and I was one of them. Then I went to an appointment with my psychiatrist, and for the first time in years, she said nothing about my body.
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