It’s what’s on the inside that matters.

“I don’t want you to look at me….” she grumbles hovering her arms over her body. She had gained weight ever since you had gone off planet.

to say she was insecure was a under statement. She didn’t eat if it was pure vegetables or fruits. She hated mirrors and she hated going outside.

“…” she can feel the tears ready, she’s about to cry. You see her start to tear up.

“I’m sorry….!” she says with short breaths. “I’m sorry! It’s- it’s- just!”

she breaks down sobbing on the floor. Form her parents to her weight to you almost dying. It was so much…too much.

“Please don’t look at me!” she cried