“After giving birth, I gained a little weight. The weight didn’t really increase, but… My husband started complaining that it was like that and everything in that vein.
Instead of saying, “It’s okay, honey, you’re still the best” and wait until I came to my senses, he went “left. He went so hard that one day he didn’t come back at all. I was left with a child in my arms, there’s no need to go into detail, I think it’s all clear.
In the end I got tired of killing myself and found the strength to go back to life. I got a dog and started jogging in the morning with it. I started pushing my abs. Though morally it was very difficult, but it took my mind off the gloomy thoughts. I got used to the sport, and eventually, when I got a job, I joined a fitness club.
Unlike the trainer at our fitness center, the fitness trainer turned out to be an attentive and patient person. After a couple of years of constant visits to the gym, I not only got back a good figure, but also improved it in places))) At least by 1.5 times) Loved myself again, loved my body.
One day, on my way home with a gym bag and in my gym clothes, I noticed that my ex-husband was standing outside the doorway. With flowers and candy… Apparently he is ringing the doorbell, but my son does not open it for him. Then I realize that I am right here and right now, I have a chance to fulfill the dream of many abandoned …
To make him weep with remorse. I threw my hands behind my head, sat down five times quickly, fixed my chest, and stepped towards him…
And you know what he says to me?
– Young lady, do you live in this apartment building? Can you open the door?
I laughed bitterly, covered my face with my hands and feeling indescribable triumph stepped aside…
– Did I say something funny? – He suddenly got nervous… What made you laugh?
– I said … in the registry office … When I swore to love and protect … – I turned to him straight face and said – I still can not laugh!
He darted his eyes out at me.
– You have ten seconds to get out of this yard – I announced mirthlessly.
– Can I at least see my son? – He pleaded.
– Get… Get out!
Gone… I looked after him, he often looked back… But it was no use. Dreams come true if you want them to…
