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Over the next three weeks, my life at boarding school was beginning to feel normal. It was a simple routine made up of classes, meals, homework time and free time. Even with the Weight Loss Program ensuring I don’t have a lot to eat and requiring I spend a couple of afternoons at the gym, I was really starting to enjoy my life. But there was something I was missing. For the first few days it wasn’t a problem, with all the new people and classes I didn’t have time to think about it, but when I got used to the people and routine, my mind started to wander again. I was thinking about my friends and the good times we shared. I

Boarding school… Here it was. After years of expecting it, my parents had finally made the decision to send me away for my middle years of schooling. I knew they would eventually, but being told that you’re being sent away is still a little scary. I didn’t mind too much though; I wasn’t enjoying my life at home. “We still love you, honey…” “But it would be better for you to be away for a little while.” My parents reassured me often enough over the summer that I knew what they would say word for word. For most of my life, it had been fun and I loved every minute of it. My weight was a