I don’t have any idea how long I was inside the bathroom, looking at the mirror. I glanced down at my body and that my breast and hips grew wider. I caress my thighs, stroking my stretch marks. I lose touch with my body and now that I have the time to see my skin wholly, it’s making me insecure to go out. I know the quotes about embracing your flaws but I couldn’t help but to notice them. I fondled on my lips, scratching my arms slightly.

“God, this is such a torture…” I mumbled, closing my eyes and letting my body lean against the wall. I want to...