Obese || Harry Styles.

II

Harry was about to kiss me, was about to make my dream come true, our mouths were centimeters away when... 

The alarm woke me up of one of my many dreams that I used to have with Harry, one of my best friends from high school.

I uncapped my whole body and using my arms I got up from the bed, without thinking twice I looked at one of my drawers, some provision of chocolates or candy to wake me up completely, I cursed me when I remember that I had eaten the last last night, whatever. 

First day of "new life" after having disappeared from the Earth for six months. 

My mother doesn't like fat people, and have one living in her house and eating her food, she lose her shit. 

She had the wonderful idea to send me to live in a boarding school, to coexist with other "slaves of the food", but she did not understand that the food was not my enemy was my friend. 

I am just kidding,

 I stopped in front of the mirror and I watched the reflection that hurts me,I  was fat, without a doubt, the scale did not lie, the mirror did not lie and people did not lie.

but that is not the problem at this time, the problem was how my friends would react to seeing me again, I could imagine the comments of always

"Oh, look, the fat is back" or "hide your food, Marie is here". But already I wouldn't be intimidated by others. 

It was time to live my reality, I am Marie, I am obese, this is my reality.