Someone mentioned virtual DBT classes. I took one via Zoom that my therapist ran with a couple other therapists. There were like 10 of us in the class for 20 weeks. It was intense, but it was really good. I should have taken it twice though.
Also, being drawn to the skinny girl with piercings and tats. That's so great to read about. I used to be that person, so it's really sad that I'm not the person that anyone is drawn to anymore. I got older and bigger and now I'm more depressed and isolated because of it. This society is all about skinny women and how hot skinny girls are. The rest of us are fucked, locked in our houses. Ex-rockstars are made to feel like shit. We have to be ashamed when we leave the house or be seen in public. Once you're unfuckable you have no reason to be alive. ...that's what it feels like anyway. And you don't even have to be 600lbs. I'm talking about just a little bit chunky. Suddenly your life is over. It's so fucked up.
No one "sees" your past, your experience, what once made you cool, or that made you still might be cool if you got to know them. No one wants to get to know you because you're "fat."
It's so fun to live in Hot Skinny Girl culture. Try living in LA for a minute. S'fun.