For me, it's my BF's male cousin, Anders. He is smart, salt-of-the-earth, kind, funny, good people. The kind of guy who makes anyone feel great about themselves. He is also about 400#s and carried a few issues around, himself. Though you would never know about them. Anders was born in 1983 which is the year my older brother died at the age of 16 due to an eating disorder. When I'm around Anders, all I can think of is my brother. He looks like him physically - cherubic, chubby face and wonderful sweet personality. After he leaves from a family gathering, I sometimes take a walk and just cry. I miss my brother so much, and Anders feels like he was here.
Anders, in the Olde Country
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