From childhood, I had a tendency to gain weight. At school, I was called a “barrel” and picked on. I had no friends because everyone was embarrassed to be seen with me in public. Growing up, I looked at myself in the mirror in horror. I hated the way my thighs rubbed together, and especially the rolls of fat that spilled out of my pants and sweaters. In college, I felt like people were constantly staring at me and talking about my weight behind my back. I often heard, “Hey, there goes the fat one!” At restaurants, it was the same: “So fat, and she’s still eating!”
All of this drove me into depression. My body increasingly refused to cooperate. Eventually, I developed serious back problems and could no longer work properly. Unfortunately, I spent most of my day at the computer – I was an accountant. Eventually, my boss fired me because I was no longer effective.
My husband kept saying everything would be alright. He assured me of his love every day, but I saw disgust in his eyes. I saw him looking at my big butt and two hamstrings instead of my legs. And that’s where it all fell apart, because one day… he left me. I knew perfectly well it was because of me and my growing weight. I’d noticed for a long time that he was distancing himself from me. I was so unhappy.
Recipe for a spicy slimming drink
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