I am not a bitter person. I mean, I try not to be. However, everything about my boyfriend's ex is superficial, artificial, and malice-filled. I genuinely tried to like her and give her the benefit of the doubt about the awful things my boyfriend said to her (after all, there are two sides to every story) . Over time, though, she has proved to be everything my boyfriend had described and more. She calls him drunk in the middle of the night, even though she's engaged (to the man she left him for), she always answers the door in barely anything when he comes to pick up their daughter, and she speaks ill of me to him. She has her attractive qualities. Unfortunately for her, all of those qualities are manufactured. Her poor skin is hidden by layers of makeup. Her bland hazel eyes are masked with colored contacts. Her hair is the product of 300 dollars every 2 months. The one thing she can't hide are the big dinners she's been scarfing with the fiancee. Oh, and the fact that she's an idiot. Anyway, this week the bitch got salmonella and lost 12 pounds, so I have some catching up to do.
2. So the only thing I have to worry about when it comes to shopping is the price:
My boyfriend doesn't get why I'm not happy when he takes me to the mall once a month and offers me every pretty thing I look at. If you deal with what I deal with, you do. There is no joy in allowing my wonderful boyfriend to buy me a beautiful top or dress that will showcase dumpy thighs and a doughy tummy.
My first goal is to get back to 137. From there, I'll keep going.
Love.
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