I feel grief that so many of us hate the body that miraculous cellular dances came together to create. I feel grief that we waste years of our lives second guessing our choices, not knowing what is 'right' or 'wrong' (under the patriarchal guidelines of rightness and wrongness of course), wringing our hands over every meal eaten and every meal skipped. I feel grief that we train ourselves to equate emptiness and hunger with being 'good' and 'healthy'. I feel grief that we see control as a goal.