She was a freshman in college: a little overweight, introverted and shy. She was excited, but a little unsure of herself in this new situation. As an only child, she had never really shared a room with anyone else, let alone a perfect stranger. She wasn’t even sure she really liked people all that much (sometimes, she still feels that way – true confession). All she knew was that she was glad to be out of high school, away from all that pressure – pressure to be liked, pressure to be thin, pressure to have a boyfriend. A new place with new people might be just the thing.
Surprisingly, she made friends relatively quickly and easily – and the friends she met in those first weeks at school are still some of her best friends today (nearly 20 years later).
She was determined to buck the trend of the dreaded “freshman-15”. She would go to the dining hall with her new friends, but she would eat off the salad bar or order turkey sandwiches on whole-wheat bread – hold the cheese and mayo. The fat-free trend was in full swing (this was long before the idea of “good fat” vs. “bad fat” – all fat was bad, so you should avoid it altogether). Occasionally she would nuke a potato in the microwave in her dorm room and slather it with fat-free sour cream and butter-flavored spread.