Last month, I was invited for a wedding by my friend Gift, the last time we saw each other was 4months ago, I was going to spend two nights with her. On arrival she was excited to see me after a long time. She hugged me with so much joy, screaming "I have added so much weight and was looking fairer, what happened? She asked without letting me relax after a long journey馃う, look at your hand and cheeks so fat, what have you been eating? She asked, the people that were present concurred to it. I was like... this is serious I moved to a window to take a proper look at myself, I realized that I had big tummy that looks like a baby bump probably as result of late night dinner, my arms were looking fat, my cheeks were blown like balloons, how did I not notice? Probably been too busy...
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When I settled in, I couldn't wait to take a proper look at myself in the mirror, the complaints of how I looked was beginning to take a turn on me, if she had lied the mirror wouldn't, 馃檮what I saw was a fat lady staring at me, with white bold eye balls and a disappointed face gazing at each other, I noticed I had dark eye circle on both eyes. I am usually very busy and hardly had time to relax, how is it that I added this much weight? 馃ぇ Could it be that all my dresses were expanding and fitting in, my powder had done justice to my face, I turned and looked at my butt, it has increased in size, it has a shape that looks like a medium size watermelons 馃槄 I liked my butt transformation thou...
I am now aware of my weight gain and I had planned how to shed this weight, but couldn't stop looking into any object that could give me a reflection of myself, looking into it gives me inspiration on what to do about it, sometimes I find myself speaking out. A thought of setting my skin and body goals crossed my mind, the only way I can achieve that is to be consistent in whatever strategy I choose in achieving these goals, is it something I could do? 馃し
Well, I and the lady in the mirror agreed on taking one step at time not letting people's word push us out of shape and beauty, I really don't want to misplace my
awesome butt in the process yet didn't like how fat I looked, so we would do this gradually, every other day. Though, the lady in the mirror couldn't speak aloud, but she could move her mouth just like, she could do all I can do aside making a sound. She is a perfect replica of me, and could give me insight on what to do about how I look and feel, she communicates with me.
Most times when I sit and reflect on the fact that people around me couldn't see my weight gain, they always appreciate my skin and my body size, but someone who had not seen me in a while could see the changes in me and could tell if I lost or gained weight.
