Maybe there was still something good in that day after all, my date with Benjamim, okay, not exactly a date, but it gave me the courage to get up off the couch and go find some comfortable clothes to wear.I tried on my old jeans with a black T-shirt, but it looked too tight and the jeans too tight around the waist; okay, maybe I should try on my embroidered red dress; I put it on and stared in the mirror, all I saw was a sack of potatoes standing on end, and I came to the conclusion that no matter what I wore, it wouldn't change who I am. And there I was once again, in front of the mirror staring at my reflection with extreme difficulty because of the tears that blurred my vision.It was an endless cycle, always the same thing... I was so tired of it, of seeing myself like this, of being like this.I was extremely overweight, but that wasn't the only thing that bothered me, it wasn't just my physical condition; the overweight, the stretch marks, the rounded face, the exaggerated bre
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