I don't know what it is like to have a perfectionist mother, who is constantly trying to put their daughter on a diet plan since before their age even reached two digits.
I don't know the mortification of trying on a dress a few sizes too small and then, horror of all horrors, becoming stuck in it. I don't know what it's like to experience snide comments about one's weight from a complete stranger. I'm not going to insult the main character of this book by saying, "I empathize with her." I cannot.
The ability to understand and share the feelings of another.
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