She writes down...

 I loved you I'd said that to you One hundred times  May be one hundred and three times You never said that  And I always felt bad about it When I left you  I thought about that more than ever You made sure I was never starving  Whenever and wherever we were You made sure I got enough air Even when you were sweating Both of us knew from the very beginning  That we were not destined to be together  So you never gave me  Even a tiny bit of hope  You even made sure I go hopeless often Because you know I'd be shattered  When we fall apart  Also you made sure I got whatever I liked Except you All these things said that You loved me Louder than anything  I've ever heard before 

What do you see? Had I lost weight? Or worn out? I always loved the way I am Yet the unwavering struggle between self-esteem, Eating habits and my weight gain! What instigated this ambivalence? The idea of so called "Beauty Standards" The pressure that the society laid me with this very idea Was not so direct.  It started from the very comfort place - Home Denial of certain dresses  Pointing out that am fat People used to point out  At the quantity I eat is the reason why I am fat Some even persuaded me with the appeal of fear That I'd be even more obese when I become a mother  Since I am from that kind of genetics. I don't say am not open to criticism Yet few people are even unaware  That they are body shaming And being body shamed.  The stress it lays  Pulls them to predicament I've lost nearly __kg. Unlike influencers or others, I won't say it all happened in a blink of an eye. My body took its own time. In fact, the process had many phases. In each...