Once upon a time, I started a new job in a restaurant and dropped about 10lbs in the course of a 2 months. Another time, I had a brief spell of some-sort-of-depression (undiagnosed, and I don't want to use the term lightly) where I had no appetite and some days would force myself to eat something simply because I hadn't eaten at all that day.
In both cases, I received lots of compliments, but I was miserable.
This story is far more extreme than my situation. It's a commentary on how physical appearance overrides health. It makes me sad.
http://bust.com/feminism/15786-sick-and-skinny.html
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