We all keep the protective shells we need to live in this world, and when this safety is exposed, we can feel very vunerable and misplaced...I am used to envisioning myself as a 'fat' woman...safe in my layers, purposely unattractive to some, and now I have lost around 98 pounds...gosh knows how many stones that is, but sometimes I would like to use them to rebuild the wall I had around me...I went from a size 22 to a size 12 in 2 yrs, and now I am not the fattest person in the room anymore...I am the thinnest I have been since I was in my early twenties (the yr my father died and I starved myself)...I was a early member of the ED club, as food was withheld from me and so it became less comfort...but today, I am a thinner and more attractive me, and sometimes the world feels more threatening...and btw, I have done this with with eating sensibly, excercising as I can, reducing my comfort/anxiety eating...hope one day my self-concept catches up to my real body shape...big hugs, and please do not send any chocolate...still love the stuff and can only eat it in moderation (that word stinks!)...Jackie