PART 1
Most of you might be thinking, another love novel with an hourglass shape and the most beautiful girl in the village, Well you are wrong. I am what they call average, when they see me the first thing they see is my belly, yes my belly and you know how guys are when they see girls like me. My name is Melissa and this is my story. I don’t have a life most girls would want to have but I try to be positive each and every time. When people see a person like me they think I eat a lot hence the weight but that is not the case with me. I eat like any normal person or don’t eat at all but I don’t loose weight.
I have always been a chubby person from birth and bullied because of it when I was growing up and I learned to mask the pain with a smile because when you show them you are hurting it gives them more ammunition over you. I thought I should talk about growing up so you can have a picture of how I look. They say when you look like me you can’t doubt that a person loves you for you because who in their right mind would date a person like you when there are skinny looking goddess out there, harsh right? I know. The problem starts when they try to change you to be the person they want you to be not love you for who you are. Is that love?
I am a 29 Years old single lady and trust me with the experience I had with love I’m done, because nobody loves me for me, to a point where I had to ask myself if I am the problem. You know what they say if more than two people leave you for the same reason you are the problem, or are you?
Waking up in the morning is not my strongest point, I love my sleep maybe that is why I weigh 150kg but I have to if I want to be independent. Winter mornings are the hardest but I push through, I always put out my clothes the previous night so that even when I am late at least I look organized, I pick my lunch box on my way out and I walk to work, I don’t usually eat breakfast because I still feel full in the morning. I don’t have a fancy job but it feeds, shelters, clothe me so I am grateful. I work at a Law Firm as a personal Assistant.
The walk to work is the most tiring as most foreign guys finds me attractive or do they at this point I am not even sure? “My size, my size” I get called every time I walk past their place. I haven’t dated one but with the rate that things are going in my life I think I will consider one. “Your birthing age is running out, 29 turning 30 and you still haven’t brought anyone home to us or even had a single child, are you a nun or is the fats driving them away?” I get told that a lot during family gatherings or when I decide to drop by to check on people, but I haven’t been going home for a while for mental health reasons.
When you are mocked by people you don’t know it hurts less but when family starts mocking it hurts more because they know you and what breaks you. Growing up I always wanted to have a big family, 5 or 6 little ones. I am very good with children and I love them so much that every time I have a boyfriend I always pray I fall pregnant but also get scared because I don’t want to be a single parent and get mocked by family for it. When I get to work I always make sure I go and buy my boss a cup of coffee because he becomes moody and snaps at me the whole day if I don’t. “The usual please”, I say to the barista who knows me because I come here daily.