My father is obese. Really, really obese. For all of my life, essentially.
I vividly remember my child-me thinking the words "how did he let himself get to this place?"
I was so judgmental. I had such contempt.
And now, I'm the exact same way.
One more way I look in the mirror and see myself becoming that wretched, horrible man.
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