The teacher I have been subbing next to for the past couple of weeks is pretty, thin, and always hungry.  She complains about being hungry all the time.  Of course she is, she doesn’t eat.  Grapefruit at lunch?  I do remember those days.  I had poked them in the back of my mind as I went on my gorgefest for the past 5 years.  I remember  being thin but being hungry and thinking I had accomplished something like curing cancer if I only ate one slice of pizza or a half of grapefruit for breakfast, two tomatoes and milk for lunch, and barely picked at my dinner.  Being hungry in the morning gave me a thrill.  At some point during the demise of my marriage, I did not give a shit anymore about being hungry and skinny and I quit.  Now, I don’t want to be hungry again but I don’t want to be fat either.  HELP!