Things I've had to accept about my weight

I will never be as skinny as those charts want me to be, as I was, or as society deems appropriate.

Even if I somehow managed to starve myself to the weight those charts want, I'd still not be healthy--I'd be anorexic again.

Anorexia will always be there, a threat waiting for when I obsess too much.

I tend toward round; even when I'm thinner, I'm curvy. I may as we'll run with it.

Health is only part of what's made me so round. Aversion to exercise and depression helped a lot, as did ultra-poorness. All of these need to be overcome.

If I'm never thin again, i can still be okay.

What have you had to accept?