BRIONY GORDON: I'm in mixed-weight couple and hubby still ravishes me

Here’s something I don’t often bring up in polite conversation: I weigh more than my husband. I look like I’ve eaten him for breakfast.

Quite frequently I do eat him for breakfast, in a purely figurative sense, of course, when I realise he hasn’t sent his dad a birthday card or booked time off work for the family holiday.

Anyway, I don’t really talk about the size thing, because after a lifetime of self-loathing, it’s only relatively recently that I’ve got to the stage where I no longer define myself by my weight. I’ve been there, done that, and it’s only ever left me feeling miserable (and hungry).

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