“Because you’re too fat, Matilda.” Daniel’s words still echoed in my head. He had said them so casually, as if he were pointing out the weather. But Daniel wasn't the only man who had used my weight as an excuse to hurt me. All three of my other ex-boyfriends had said almost the same thing after I caught them cheating on me with slim, perfectly fitted women. Too fat. That was apparently my greatest crime. I had given those men everything. My time. My money. My body. My loyalty. I cooked for them, stood by them, encouraged them, and treated them like kings. And what did I get in return? Cheating and lies. And eventually, the same excuse. “You're too fat.” Well, I was done, done crying, done begging men to see my worth, done blaming myself for the choices of unfaithful men. If losing weight was what it would take to feel good about myself again, then so be it. Note!! I wasn't doing it for Daniel or any of my ex-boyfriends. I was doing it for me. I pulled on
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