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Longtime Oprah lover over here. Since my tweens, I’ve admired how she’s made celebrities seem like regular people and turned regular people into celebrities. I read the books her Book Club boosted. Hell, I’m wearing a bra she recommended on her “Favorite Things” episode in 2003. I think she has earned every ounce of success she enjoys, so I am glad for her that she made $70 million on the first day of her deal with Weight Watchers. That amount of money will be heavy, and if she binds it together, she can use it to weigh down stacks of her other money so none of it blows away when she opens a window in one of her many beautiful homes.

But by the ninth or 10th time I heard Oprah talk about how we’re gonna go on this weight loss journey together, I had an epiphany: I have put on my sneakers and jogged down this road with Oprah before.

— Writer and television producer Caissie St. Onge, writing in Vox, on Oprah, diets, and liking (or not liking) yourself — and how all the money and drive in the world doesn’t help.

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