If you've encountered Dayna and waded through her original epistle (six or seven pages down the line here), I'm her older sister who took her to Las Vegas in August, 2005.
I was once thin, and only once. I was 17. That was the last time I was in a single digit size. In addition to a true obsession with sugar (over which I thought I had triumphed at 17 -- hah!), I discovered emotional ...