It was a Freudian robbery

that made an obsessive eater out of me. Yes, mother never ate me but I wouldn’t believe anyone. Do girls ever come to grips with the “something’s missing” outlook they have about their bellies? I say no. And mothers get difficult for us. Run to Papa? What’s your answer? Yours in the struggle, chordy.

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