Oh yes, I'm definitely all for medicine and disability accommodations! I'm just at the end of 30 odd years of dieting and facing the fact that I can't keep doing that to myself. Like 95% of people, diets don't seem to work for me in the long term. So I'm left with the hope that if I just try to eat when I'm hungry and not eat when I'm not hungry, maybe things will eventually come into some kind of homeostasis. (They do for my husband, and my children, none of whom diet.)

It was just occurring to me that possibly dieting was to the body what modern farming was to the earth--an attempt to force it beyond its natural boundaries that ended up rebounding into multiple much worse problems.

I've really got to hope that self-acceptance will work for me (and still let me dance) because I don't think I have another choice any more.