I hope that this will be the beginning of me learning to love and nurture my child inside and teach her that she is a worthwhile and cherished person. My therapist told me to write her a letter:
Dear Child Paige,
I am so sorry that you had to endure the pain and humiliation of being outcast by your peers. If only I had understood, I would have never let your weight get so out-of-control, but I didn’t understand and the pain of being separated from Mom was just too much. My only comfort was food. It seemed to be my only friend.
I want you to know that I think you’re beautiful—inside and out. You’ve got so much to offer other people and the people that you let in really love and care for you. I love and care for you too.
I just wish that I could hold you in my arms and assure you that everything is going to be all right because it is. It’s never too late to start over. You’ve got all the time in the world. Relax, take your time, enjoy yourself, and know that you are loved—by me and by God.
Love, Paige
Paige Thomas DeHart 
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