I couldn’t keep up
I’m happy here in France, but there are times i miss indonesia, i started to think about the good times i had growing up there, but then again... was it all "good times"? To think back, i was never considered beautiful. You know, the beauty standards of Indonesian if you’ve got a couple of kg too much, you’re ugly. And speaking of those extra kilos, I’ve got a lot of it. And there i was puking after every meal trying to lose some weight just to meet the beauty standards i was surrounded by, i started to loose my haire cause my body doesn’t get rhe nutrition i needed, i mean how could it? Everything that goes in my body came directly out i had nothing to digest. But still, loosing 30kg wasn’t enough for my obese body. I’m still considered fat and not as pretty as the other girls. But then i came in France and being fat suddenly is not the measurements on how you see the beauty in people. I gained more and more confidence on myself. I started to loose more weight in a healthier...