Sorry, Ex-husband You Lost Me
He began to blame me for everything that followed, the hormonal imbalance, the sudden cystic acne that scarred my skin, and the unexplained weight gain that changed my body almost overnight.
It didn’t matter how many times I tried to explain that I couldn’t control it; he had already made up his mind.
I fought to fix it anyway.
I went weeks without eating properly, surviving on water and whatever weight-loss teas I could find.
I pushed myself in gyms until my vision blurred, sometimes fainting before I even made it home.
But nothing changed.
My mother-in-law’s sharp voice snapped me out of my reverie.
“Listen, you ugly fat woman, if you’re done moping around like a lost cow, get into the kit