Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!!
First Impression: Well...this was quite a story this one...definitely not the kind of thing that you tend to run into everyday but I did really like it...especially that ending was definitely really uplifting and just nice to read in general.
Anyway let's get right to it,
Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen a horrifically huge you staring back? That's what I saw every day. I saw each leg as a foot wide, I saw big crinkles on my belly made for fat. My weight had put enough pressure on my feet to make them spread- spread to men's nine-and-a-half wide's to be exact. And with the pressure on my feet, came the pressure to lose weight. The day I gained three pounds I'll bet I actually stayed the same, just had to be weighed after I cried, and if necessary, after I had cried some more. Just the other day I cried in health class, just because we were looking at people who were doing what I had contemplated doing so many times- starving themselves to the point where you could see almost every bone in their skeleton.
Okay....well that definitely sounds like it could be a very bad situation there. If you see yourself as someone terrible like that...oh gosh and then the crying there....well that definitely doesn't look like its a very healthy situation to be living in...oh well...its definitely capturing quite an unfortunate situation there....well...let's see where all of this sadness might be taking us.
]And then we went thrift store shopping.
We were all at the thrift store, and my father had basically said "go nuts". I picked up two fairly pretty dresses that fit just enough that they flattered my large frame. Then I went looking in the shoe section, looking for (in what I thought was vain) a pair of women's dress shoes that fit. I didn't find any, but I found two pairs of cowboy boots. One had rattlesnake skin around them, but they wouldn't have gone with anything I owned, and I don't really like yellow, so I returned them to their shelf. Then I pulled down the other pair, these ones were black leather. Some patterns were sewn into the sides, and the tops were a little worn, but wonder of wonders- they fit. I added them to my shopping cart, and met my father at the register.
Okay...well...getting something to feel nice about yourself is also a good idea...kind of a rushed transition there between the two scenes...not gonna lie...that was a little bit wonky but other than that...this is going really well as far as this here story is concerned...and that's always a great thing.
The next day, I wore them everywhere. Suddenly, it seemed as if my legs had halved their size, and I was slender as anyone else in my class. I didn't care that the arches were too high, as long as I didn't see myself that way anymore, wear my feet away for all I care. I no longer thought about suicide, which I had contemplated several times before, but not wanting to hurt anyone else had decided against it. I realized that my thickness, like that whole center of my mind devoted to moping over my fat, was an illusion. I don't care anymore! I don't!
Ooooh...now that's a nice little uplifting end there...love that vibe that you created there at the ended...oh yeah...learning to love yourself and putting aside those toxic thoughts is absolutely always a win...this is an awesome ending here.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Well...this was a lovely little story to read. I enjoyed this lovely tale here...that ending was definitely the best part about it. And...well that's about all I've gotta say.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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