Dear fiancé: I am beautiful again

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me, an irritated look on his face and I immediately turned

'm trying everything I can to lo

. Just about a year ago, I was t

It was an ovarian syndrome that causes fertility issues and one of the side effects was weight g

o the bathroom and stuff my hand into my mouth so I could vomit everything I'd eaten. I tried diets and

make reference to it. He even postponed our wed

s to know that the person you love with all your heart

I could but nothing was working. I was so frustrated and angry. "At this rate, you won't be able t

mber you promised me a dat

d," he said and wal

reamed down my eyes and I let out a deep breath, t

e would always take me on dates, buy me flowers, and whisper sweet words into my

t to spend the rest of his life with me. He even proposed after thirteen months of da

can do is look in the mirror and cry. I hate myself and even though it wasn't my fault, I still hate myself. I had nobody to cry

family because she has always stood by me both in good times and in bad. I wiped my tears and picke

diner at night to make some money to fend for myself and my brother. I got there five min

ding belly and I sighed. I put on my clothes and only then did I notice they had become tight and I'll have to request

omers came in, and they were a set of teenagers. "Hey you, I'd like French fries and a meat burger

ew minutes, I returned with their order. "I ordered a chicken meat burger, not a beef burger! And the tea is warm! Can you not do anything right you

d began to pack the burger and coffee, as his little friends giggled, and it probably urged him to continue because just as I was leaving, I fe

his face as he laughed with his friends. I knew he did i

stood up and po

pect?" I asked, grabbing the boy's collar gent

rd a woman yell from behind and

was going on. "Ma'am, your son...." Splash! Splash! The