Addictive Eaters Anonymous
I was never thin enough
Growing up in my family, we all fought over food, but when I think back now, I don’t remember any of them eating stale baking. I loved stale baking because I knew I’d get to eat it all – no one else wanted it. Back then quantity was everything, I wanted more, more, more.
Alongside this preoccupation with food was a preoccupation with myself. I was a shy, scared, secretive child. I may not have been saying much, but I had a lot of thinking.
Coming into the teenage years I became very conscious of my body. I was fussy about my looks, the clothes I wore and what people thought of me. I had an insatiable need to be liked.
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It was a spectacle that would have thrilled anyone’s inner three-year-old.
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Are there roads you don't like to drive on in the Waikato?
Once a year Jeff Penno removes drawing pins from a wall map pinpointing serious and fatal crashes his crews have attended, and starts again.
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