Part 2: Aim

To be like her...

It’s when I’m home that my flaws are most evident. I look in the mirror at my stretch marks. I’ve been training with Angela for a month and, as of this morning, I’ve lost 15 pounds of fat and gained some muscle.

I’m eating better, exercising, and using the body sculpting massage tool thing that Angela gave me. I feel better but I’m still…you know…big.

What doesn’t help is there’s a “Big Back” trend going on and all the small people are stuffing their clothes with pillows to show their “big backs.” It was funny at first, but now…I mean…I’m all for comedy. It’s just…they get to take the pillows out after the video. They get their likes and comments and that’s it. But, this is my life.

I’m working on trying to get smaller, but even though I lost weight, no one can tell because of my shape. I still look the same. The progress isn’t as drastic as I’d like.

Seeing my body in the mirror is so frustrating. I turn around and see all the stretchies on my back

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I bet Angela doesn’t have these moments. She’s perfect.

Her almond, slender face. I look at my round, puffy face.

Her small arms. I look at my big arms covered in stretchies.

Her toned legs. I look at my legs that are three times the size of hers.

I’d give anything to look like her. If I looked like her, maannn, things would be so much better for me. I frown as I stare at my reflection one last time.

If only I was more like Angela.