After Id given birth, I put on a few pounds. It wasnt a dramatic increase, but my husband started complaining about my appearance and made remarks about it almost constantly.
Rather than saying, Dont worry, love, youre still the best, and giving me time to recover, he simply walked out. He left so abruptly that one day he didnt come home at all. I was left holding our child, and theres no need to go into the detailsI think everyone can imagine how it felt.
Eventually, I grew tired of feeling sorry for myself and managed to find the strength to get back to living. I got myself a dog and started going for morning jogs with him around the park. I began working on my core. It was tough emotionally, but the exercise distracted me from darker thoughts. Sport became a routine, and finally, once I found a new job, I signed up for a fitness club.
Unlike the gym trainer at my old place, the fitness trainer at the club was thoughtful and patient. After a few years of sticking with it, not only did I regain my figure, but I even improved it here and therea good time and a half better!) I fell in love with myself again, felt proud of my body.
One day, on my way home with my gym bag slung over my shoulder, dressed in workout clothes, I noticed my ex-husband standing outside my flat. He had flowers and chocolates in hand Apparently, he was ringing the doorbell, but my son wasnt letting him in. It dawned on me that, at that very moment, I had the chance to live out the dream of many people whove been abandoned
To make him regret, to make him cry over what he lost. I threw my hands behind my head, did five quick squats, sorted out my top, and strode up to him
And do you know what he said? Miss, do you live in this building? Could you let me in?
I bitterly laughed, covered my face with my hands, andfeeling utterly triumphantstepped aside Did I say something funny? he muttered, suddenly annoyed. Whats so amusing? I told him told him about the registry office about how I swore to love and protect I turned to him full-on and said, I still dont think I can laugh at that! He looked me over. Youve got ten seconds to leave this courtyard, I announced flatly. Cant I at least see my son? he pleaded. Out just go! Leave I watched him as he walked away, looking back at me more than once But it didnt matter. Dreams come true if you really want them to.
