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MUMMY, WHY ARE YOU SO FAT?

June 16, 2015 by Lucy Needham

We help SellusyourStory client get the highest fee for her amazing weight loss story, after her child asked her ‘Mummy, why are you so fat?’

Standing in the playground, waiting for my two children Benjamin, 9, and Summer, 6, to finish school, I stood against the cold wall on my own.

I was wearing my usual attire, a long black jumper and black leggings, covered up by my size 22 coat. I was nearly 18stone and was conscious of the other mum’s staring at my size. “Hello,’ I said to the mums walking past me, then I would bow my head in embarrassment. Benjamin and Summer came racing towards me. Summer passed me her lunch box and gave my large thigh a hug.

‘Hello mummy!’ she said excitedly. Then Benjamin ran over, stretched out his arms and attempted to hug my bulging belly. His little arms struggled to reach around my huge belly. Mortified, I looked around to see if anyone saw and a few mums gave me a half disappointing smile. I wanted the world to swallow me up.

I strolled back to the car, with Benjamin in one hand and Summer in the other. As I squeezed into the car, my fat rolls piled on top of one another – I felt as if I had let my children down. When we got home to our house in Ipswich, I opened up a large bar of chocolate and packet of crisps, ordered a take away pizza, and decided to eat my way free of the embarrassing incident.

I put the kids to bed and Benjamin gave me a hug good night. ‘Mummy, why are you so fat?’ he said laughing. I almost burst into tears. I comfort ate and demolished a four-serving size of jam Roly Poly smothered in custard. The next day, I was going clothes shopping with my partner John, 36. I needed new summer clothes so we popped into town for a bit of much-needed retail therapy. ‘I’m looking for some three-quarter length jeans, John, keep your eyes peeled,’ I said.

Much to his relief, I quickly found a pair. I was unsure what size I took in bottoms, so I attempted to look at the tag in the back of my leggings – it was a struggle turning and I could feel fat rolls rubbing against each other. “A size 18, sorted,’ I said. As I walked into the changing room, closed the curtain and peeled off my leggings, I looked in the mirror and hated what I saw. I unbuttoned the jeans and tried to squeeze them over my thick calves and chunky knees, but I could barely get my cankles in the legs.

I quickly took them off and shouted to John for a size 20. I stepped into the larger size and, again, much to my disgust, they wouldn’t budge over my large knees. A size 22 just about stretched over my knees and with great effort I managed to do up the button. I looked at my muffin top pouring over the sides, it looks like Niagara Falls. My calves were huge, spilling out from under the short jean.

I stood there in shock with Benjamin’s voice going around in my head, ‘Mummy, why are you so fat?’ ‘Mummy, why are you so fat?’ Enough was enough. I had to do something about my horrific weight, not only for me but for my children. I threw the jeans on the floor, grabbed my bag and marched John out of the shop.

I immediately signed up to my local Slimming World and attended every week. I dramatically changed my diet from take-aways and chocolate, to salads and fresh home-made meals. And after nine months of attending Slimming World, I lost a massive 7 stone. I now fit easily into a tiny size 10 and now I weight 10 stone 10 lbs.

I regular attend Zumba classes and can walk without getting out breath. I no longer have aching joints or back pains and can finally pick up a size that fits me straight from the rack. The mums at the school can’t believe my transformation, I’m more social and enjoying picking the kids up from school. My children don’t understand how I’ve halved in size and Benjamin can finally get him arms all the way around me.

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Slimming World Weight Loss Story

July 15, 2014 by Laura Elvin

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Out of breath, I struggled down the walkway of the soft play area. ‘Freddie wait for mummy!’ I called out to my 18-month-old son. He looked back giggling, ‘Hurry mummy!’

I turned to my cousin Charlotte as she also tried to catch her toddler Lola. ‘I don’t know how I’m ever going to keep up with him,’ I said. Charlotte laughed, ‘Tell me about it!’ We were both chasing our children through the Crazy Knights soft play centre near my home in Shrewsbury, Shropshire.

Standing between some netted walls, I spotted two rollers ahead of me. Trying to squeeze my size 24 body through, I was stunned when I suddenly couldn’t move. ‘Oh my God I’m stuck!’ I shouted. Charlotte looked at me and burst out laughing.

I was secretly panicking, but trying to hide my embarrassment with a smile and a joke. ‘Woman down!’ I chuckled. ‘Carry on Charlotte.’ ‘I can help,’ Charlotte offered as she walked toward me.

Mortified, I refused to let her try to set me lose and after a few minutes I was starting to worry. Luckily I managed to wedge myself free. I couldn’t believe I had been trapped by two rollers. Despite my size I never really focused on my weight. Growing up I was a slim size 10 until I left school.

I started college and cooking for myself led to an unhealthy habit of McDonalds, takeaways and easy ready meals. Most weeks I would gorge on a large Big Mac meal four times a week. I loved pizza, crisps, chips and full fat fizzy drinks. Within twelve months of leaving college and starting work as a travel agent I had swelled to a size 18. But because I could still buy clothes at the shops alarm bells didn’t really ring.

I wouldn’t say I was happy with my weight, but I wasn’t trying every diet I could find either. I met my partner Mark, 30, in 2006 and my size was never an issue for him. He loved me no matter my weight, which helped me feel content in my bigger body.

But in 2010 I fell pregnant and suffered complications from gestational diabetes. I was put on a very strict diet and actually lost weight during my pregnancy. Freddie was born in July 2011 weighing, 8lb 8oz and I weighed less than 15 stone.

Instead of carrying on with my weight loss, I went right back to my old ways. Being on maternity leave with a newborn and staying home all day were factors too. I was eating rubbish and my weight started to rise. Within a year I had grown to a size 24 and weighed eighteen-and-a-half stone!

I remember it was Freddie’s christening in May 2012 when I went shopping for a new dress. Nothing fit.

When I got home I moaned to Mark, ‘I have no clothes! And nothing fits me anyways. I’m going to look like a cow!’ Mark said, ‘Don’t be silly you are beautiful Emma no matter what you are wearing.’ ‘But I wanted a new dress for Freddie’s christening. It’s a special day.’ ‘Why don’t you wear that red dress you have?’ he asked. ‘Because I’ve worn it to the last three parties we’ve gone to,’ I cried. ‘It’s the only thing that fits now that I’m so fat!’ In the end I had to wear the red dress…again.

My turning point was in December 2012 when Charlotte and I took the kids to the soft play centre. We planned to spend the whole day chasing Freddie and Lola around. But I was constantly out of breath. When I got stuck between the two rollers I realised I couldn’t even carry on through indoor play zone.

I had to watch as Charlotte took Freddie down the slide and tumbled through the tunnels because I was too fat to fit. ‘I feel like such a bad mum,’ I mumbled to Charlotte. ‘No Emma, don’t think that,’ she tried to soothe. ‘You’re a great mum!

‘Those slides are flimsy anyways. I’m surprised my bum didn’t break it.’ But I still felt terrible when I got home. Enough was enough and I decided to do something about my weight. I joined Slimming World in January 2013.

At my first meeting I was so nervous, but there were loads of new joiners so I wasn’t the only fresh face. When I stepped on the scale I was shocked speechless. I weighed almost 19 stone! Maybe I had been in denial. I hadn’t thought it would be that high.

I figured if I was going to diet I was going to do it properly. I portioned everything and ate healthy meals and snacks. Throwing out all the ready meals piling up in my fridge, I started cooking from scratch. Staying very strict with myself, I followed the food plans.

For exercise I started walking everywhere. I can’t drive and before I would book taxies for everything. Now, if the distance is manageable, I walk it. I also started swimming.

The weight just melted off. Within a month I lost a stone, which encouraged me to keep going. By the end of the year I had shed a massive seven-and-a-half stone and a slinky size 12! The first time I went out shopping and could fit in normal clothes again I nearly cried. And Mark loves the sexy new me. He is a chef and even though he cooks some yummy food, he is so supportive of my new lifestyle.

And my energy levels are incredible. I can run after Freddie for hours and even go outside to kick the football around with him – something I never thought I would do. A few months ago I actually met up with my close friend Rebecca who moved away. I had not seen her since I started Slimming World so she had no clue I was half the woman I used to be. When we sat having a coffee she had tears in her eyes as she said, ‘Oh Emma we were all so worried about you. ‘You had gained so much weight. But you look amazing now! I just can’t believe it.’ I asked, ‘Why didn’t anyone ever say anything?’ Rebecca replied, ‘Well it’s not easy to find a way to tell your friend she’s gotten fat and you are scared for her health is it?’

I laughed, ‘You have a point.’ And she truly did. As embarrassing as getting stuck in a kiddie play area was for me, I’m so grateful it happened.

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Magic Weight Loss Story

June 13, 2014 by Laura Elvin

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Piling my plate high with crispy chicken nuggets and slick potato chips straight out of the deep fat fryer I shouted my husband Dave, 33, and our daughter Neve, 7, down for dinner.

I was in the mood to celebrate as in the morning we were taking a trip to the Harry Potter Film Studios in Watford as a treat for my birthday. For a massive Potter fan like myself, a trip to ‘Hogwarts’ was a dream come true and I went to bed that night feeling like a child on Christmas Eve. The next day I was practically quivering with excitement when the three of us walked straight into the Great Hall.

“It looks just like in does in the movies!” I cried.

I was determined to make this a day to remember so I made sure Dave got a snap of me posed in front of all of the famous sets and costumes. But each time I looked back over the pictures and saw the dumpy woman filling up the camera screen I cringed and immediately deleted the evidence.

As we continued through the studios we came accross an opportunity to pose on a broomstick. “Go and hop on one Marie and I’ll take your picture,” Dave urged, gesturing with the camera. Scanning my eyes over the small sticks and then back down at my thunder thighs I decided Quidditch was not the sport for someone of my size and I shrugged as we moved on without getting a photo.

Right at the end of the tour there was one photo opportunity that I couldn’t resist – a chance to have a professionally shot photograph in wizarding robes. “Oh! We have to get one of these done. It will look great on the wall at home,” I said to Neve and Dave. As we stood in the que watching families pose in their gowns I quipped to Dave:”I hope there’s one of those costumes big enough to fit me!”

It was typical of me to make a joke out of my size. It was usually because I didn’t want anyone else to get in there first.

As long as I kept up my bubbly front nobody noticed just how much my size 24 frame was really getting me down. As Dave, Neve and I approached the front of the que the assistant handing out the robes looked me up and down. I could sense him sizing me up in his head. “Of course we’ll have one for you madam,” he assured me as he rifled through the rail of robes trying to find an extra large one.

Dave and Neve slipped on their cloaks before Dave came over to give me a hand with mine. I swung the material round my back before trying to squeeze my arms into the sleeves. I wriggled and tugged but I couldn’t get it on. Whipping the robe off in a flurry before anyone else could see I assumed I’d been handed a child’s robe by mistake – but there was no ignoring the XL label on the collar.

Dave did his best to help the situation by pulling a second cloak off the pile. Putting one gown on each of my arms I stood in full view of the crowd as the assistant pinned the cloaks together at the back – making it look like I had just the one on from the front. I wished the gown could have been an invisibility cloak instead to swallow me up.

Sensing my embarrassment Neve put her arms around my thighs and hugged me. “It’s OK Mummy,” she said. But her face had gone bright red. I stood mortified as the camera flashed capturing my fake smile. Inside I was sobbing.

As soon as we got home I shoved the picture in a drawer and slammed it shut, refusing to look at it again. But the devastated looks on my daughter and husband’s faces were not so easily forgotten. I had been overweight since I was a young girl. As a child I used to hide a secret stash of chocolate under my bed.

My weight really spiralled out of control when my son, Luca, was stillborn in 2008. I have always been an emotional eater but when I was depressed I ate even more until I became even more down. It was a vicious cycle. Losing Luca was so hard that I didn’t know how big I was getting.

Despite trying a variety of crash diets once I’d tipped the scales at 20 stone there seemed to be no solution. My humiliation at the studios gave me the push I desperately needed to change my ways for good. I joined my local Slimming World group and attended weekly classes to monitor my progress. I still allowed myself the odd chocolate bar, but the weekly Indian takeaways and microwave meals were replaced with hearty homecooked meals.

As the months passed by the weight began dropping off me and I felt like a new woman with so much more energy. Running upstairs one day, I passed my daughter’s bedroom and seeing the door ajar, I peered in and saw blue-tacked to the wall the picture of the three of us in our robes at the Harry Potter Studios. I hadn’t looked at it since that day. I stared at the woman in the picture and barely recognised her. I’d lost six stone since it was taken.

Over dinner that night I told Dave what I’d found in Neve’s room. He smiled and said: “Do you know what Marie? I think we should go back to the studios. “We’ve only got that one picture and it doesn’t even look like you anymore. “Let’s go back and take a picture of you in front of everything.” So that’s what we did.

Almost a year to the day we returned to the studios. This time I ditched the baggy hareem trousers I wore last year in favour of some super skinny jeans.

Having my picture taken was no longer a chore and the woman staring back at me from the camera screen wasn’t forcing her smile or desperately trying to cover her belly. At the end of the tour when we approached the costume photo booth Dave and I both looked at each other with a grin. I picked up one of the gowns and wrapped it around me, it fitted perfectly, and this time it was only the one I needed.

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My Boyfriend Bribed Me To Lose Weight

June 5, 2014 by Laura Elvin

My boyfriend bribed me to lose weight!! SellUsYourStory.com helped Laura share her amazing weight loss to story with the press. Her method might surprise you… and have most women reaching for a frying pan to whack their partners with! Read Laura’s story below…

I was sitting in the canteen eating my lunch in peace, and trying to get a little quiet time away from the phones in the call centre where I worked, when I overheard six little words that would change my life forever.

A young girl was talking to one of my colleagues about the fitness company my husband Paul, 35, ran. She was asking who owned it and who she needed to speak to about renting some equipment.

When my colleague told her it was me, and pointed in my direction, she said: ‘Who, that heavy girl over there?’

My heart sank. I was mortified and felt so embarrassed. I knew I was huge, but nobody had ever said so.

I acted like nothing had happened and unhappily went back to my huge lunch.

But moments later she came over.

‘Is it you I need to talk to about renting some gym gear?’ she said, looking me up and down.

Trying to make light of such an awful situation, I joked: ‘Yeah, that’s me. You wouldn’t think so to look at me though.’

That was November 2012, and that Christmas, I ate like there was no tomorrow.

By January, I knew I had put on even more weight, and as I gingerly stepped on the scales, I wasn’t surprised to see them display 19 stone 2lbs.

The problem is I’ve always had a way of making people think I didn’t care about my weight, even though I was desperately unhappy about it.

I would eat what they expected a fat girl like me to eat; even if I wasn’t hungry I would order a starter, main course and dessert, every time I went out – just to prove a point, just to say, look at me, I’m happy being this fat.

At the same time I would never tell people if I was on a diet, which I was on every January, or if I was trying to lose weight, because I knew they expected me to fail. I expected me to fail.

I had convinced myself that I was always going to be this big fat girl.

Since the age of 25 I have put on an average of a stone a year.

So to console myself, I would buy clothes like they were going out of fashion. If I found one item that fit, I would buy it in every colour.

I had hundreds of items clogging up my wardrobe, half of them with the tags still in.

When I put on weight, I would move to another shop that stocked my size. I went through TopShop, H&M, Oasis, River Island, and ended up at Next, as they were the only ones that stocked size 24

I was out-growing shops so fast they couldn’t keep up with me

I’ve been with my husband, Paul since we were about 18. I met him through an old boyfriend and we hit it off straight away. He treats me like a princess and has never said anything about my weight.

But despite him owning a fitness equipment business, and being busy all the time, so never putting on weight, I still sat at home waiting for him to come home each day, just sitting on the couch.

I never had any energy to do anything, and my diet was atrocious.

I lived off junk food. One night we’d have pizza, the next night, Chinese, the next night, Indian, and on a Sunday we would always have a roast dinner.

Throughout the day I would snack on crisps, Greggs pasties, McDonalds, two litres of fizzy pop – everything that was high calorie.

If we were out for a meal, we’d have a curry and then I’d end up having a kebab on the way home.

It was no wonder I was almost 20 stone.

In March 2013, all that changed.

I began working with David Wilson, of Rapid Hypno Fitness who uses a combination of ‘non-sleep’ hypnosis, diet and daily exercise.

I lost seven pounds in my first week and a stone in the first month.

The process combines the light hypnosis, concentrating on creating a positive mental attitude to weight loss, daily cardio-vascular workouts and a healthy, balanced diet.

Out went the takeaways and lazy nights in on the couch.

I became active and started going to the gym every day. I started making home-cooked soups, and changing me chocolaty treats for fruits and low-calorie biscuits.

But when David suggested that my target weight should be 10 stone, I laughed and told Paul I’d never make it to that weight.

“Of course you will,” Paul said, enthusiastically.

“And for every stone you lose, I’ll buy you a designer handbag.”

If Paul knows anything, he knows I’m potty about hand bags.

I used to buy them because I could never really treat myself to glamorous clothes – I was just too fat.

So instead I would buy a nice hand bag to divert attention away from my expanding waistline.

As I reached each milestone, Paul bought me a beautiful designer bag.

By June 2013, I had lost three stone, and had two beautiful bags from Paul: a Stella McCartney one and a stunning Louis Viutton number he got for me in Venice.

When looking for a space in wardrobe to display them, I began unloading hundreds of items of clothing I had never worn. Some even still had the tags ion.

So I decided to pop them on eBay to see if I could get rid of them.

I couldn’t believe the response I got. As they were all last year’s summer items, they were highly desirable.

Millions of people were bidding, and within no time I’d made almost £2,000.

It was wonderful watching the pounds falling off, and my purse filling up with a different kind of pound.

And every time I dropped a dress size, I put more clothes on eBay and made even more money.

I call it my amazing eBay diet – because even though I owe it all to David Wilson, the sales on eBay were such a motivation.

So far I have lost over nine stone and seven dress sizes! I know weigh just under 11 stone and can fit into a size 10.

Paul is delighted with my loss, and because of my new active lifestyle, he has even dropped a few pounds himself.

With the money I made selling my clothes, we were able to book a holiday to Florida, and I’ve bought a new bikini, in a size 10.

I haven’t been a size 10 since I was a little girl, and it will be the first time I’ve worn a bikini in 20 years.

As for the other seven handbags that Paul owes me, I have room in my wardrobe for another shelf now my fat clothes have gone – plenty more for all my new hand bags.

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Amazing Weight Loss

March 31, 2014 by Sell My Story

An amazing weight loss story: After being told she was TOO FAT for life insurance, 21st Lucy Rintoul knew something had to be done about her health – disgusted by how big she had let herself become she lost over 12 stone, slimming to a slinky size 10!

The civil servant, now 43, had applied for life insurance as part of a condition of her mortgage but was shocked and offended when five companies each turned down her application. She was in denial about how big she had become and so the comments from the insurers gave Lucy the push she needed to begin loosing weight.

Lucy says: “I was absolutely devastated about being told I was too fat to insure. It was completely humiliating because I hadn’t realised how bad things had become.”

“I felt very hurt and angry and convinced myself that I was being discriminated against at first but this just my denial getting the better of me. The comments made me take a long hard look in the mirror and I knew I had to do something about my size. I couldn’t bare the thought of leaving my husband with nothing should something happen to me, so I decided to join Slimming World. Pretty soon the hurtful comments were converted into the most positive decision I have ever made.”

After a series of personal tragedies struck whilst living unhappily in London, Lucy, who now lives in Alexandria, West Dunbartonshire, began piling on the pounds. Binging on a diet of comfort food, such as chocolate, crisps and takeaways, Lucy ballooned to a size 26.

Tipping the scales at 21st 6lbs, the Civil Servant decided that it was time for a change and began looking to move out of the capital. She says: “Although I was born in London, I spent my formative years in Somerset and moved to Surrey in 1989. I became unhappy when I moved to Croydon in 2006 and my beloved pet dog Billy Bunter passed away. I was living on my own and his loss turned my world utterly upside down.”

Soon after Lucy suffered another devastating loss – her friend, who she had known for 10 years, passed away from cancer. She says: “Whilst I was relieved that her suffering was over, I missed her enormously. “I started comfort eating and drinking in order to compensate. I was eating high calorie foods, cakes, chocolate – anything that would provide some escapism for a few moments from the emptiness and loneliness I felt without her. Consequently I gained more and more weight. I had no idea how large I was becoming because I just couldn’t see it, or maybe I just didn’t want to see it!”

Struggling with the loss of her two closest companions, Lucy became depressed and was put on anti-depressants for three months to cope with her woes. But after years of struggling with the guilt of not being able to save her loved ones, she decided to move away from the place that was making her so unhappy. Whilst applying for her mortgage Lucy was asked to take out life insurance and was devastated when five different insurance companies turned her down. She says: “Because of my medical history of being obese, the companies claimed I was at a high risk of developing medical conditions such a heart disease, diabetes and asthma. Although I wasn’t suffering from these conditions at the time; I was too high risk for them. I was too fat to insure!”

“I decided to move out of London anyway without the life insurance and settled in Alexandria, which is such a beautiful place. I felt very relieved to have moved away from Croydon. It was a concrete jungle, with high crime rates, and I turned to food to compensate for my unhappiness. The pace of life in Alexandria is much slower and I felt happier out of the rat race. It gave me the space to think and feel safe.”

It was when Lucy began to feel more at ease with life that she tried for the second time to apply for life insurance and was yet again told to lose weight. My weight was preventing me from living,” she says. “I no longer went to the cinema or out to restaurants for meals because I couldn’t fit into seats or I would squeeze into chairs which made my hips and legs ache. Flying had also become a challenge. I would also have to endure the humiliation of asking for an extension to my seat belt, so eventually I stopped going on holidays abroad.”

‘I was also so embarrassed at work as I had to get a special made to measure chair, which broke under me and I could see people in the office smirking. It was the final straw for me. I knew something had to be done.” So, at the advice of her family and friends, Lucy joined Christine Warren’s Slimming World group in Alexandria on 14th July 2012.

She says: “I immediately felt welcome at the group and this gave me the confidence and motivation to lose weight. I’d tried slimming before but I always failed miserably because the diets I followed would leave me feeling hungry and deprived – and so I’d be miserable too. I’d miss my favourite foods too much, so before long I’d have thrown in the towel and be back where I started. Slimming World was completely different to anything I’d known before. I didn’t have to go hungry and I’ve never once felt like I was missing out on anything.”

After a few sessions Lucy began exercising with her three-year-old pet dog, Lochi. She says: “At first I found it very difficult to exercise as I couldn’t muster up the energy. But the more weight I lost, the easier I found it and now I love going on walks with Lochi. He’s even lost a couple of pounds himself – though he wasn’t really fat in the first place.”

“I started doing exercise videos with dumbbells in my front room and I love the buzz that I get out of doing exercise. Within just one year Lucy reached her target weight of 10st 6lbs. She says: “When I walked into the group I didn’t know anyone. I was nervous that I would be humiliated by having my weight shouted out in front of everyone. But I have had such tremendous support – no judgement and no humiliation.

“There were weeks when I had gains but there is a real sense of camaraderie from the group and no one looked down on you. I couldn’t have wished for a more friendly bunch of people to lose weight with.”

Realising she was still able to healthily lose another few pounds, she reset her target to 9st 13lbs, which she reached in September this year. She says: “Losing the weight has been one of my greatest achievements and I was beside myself when I finally reached my target. When I was overweight I was very shy; always trying to blend into the crowd, public speaking was the stuff of nightmares!”

“Now I feel so much more confident and I know that if I am determined enough I can achieve anything. I have a positive outlook and an inner peace that I had never expected to find in a million years. Slimming world has given me so much more than a diet, it’s a healthy eating plan. I can still have all my favourite things such as Curly Wurlys, cake, curries and even chips; but I counteract these little ‘sins’ with nutritious food that is prepared in a healthy way.”

“Now I have a wardrobe full of pretty little dresses and a whole load of heels, which I absolutely love to wear. I’m no longer afraid of drawing attention to myself by doing my make-up and hair – something I’d never have felt comfortable with before. When I was at my largest I used to despise having my photo taken and would shy away from the camera at every opportunity. Now I can’t get enough of people taking my picture. I am so proud of my new figure and how much I have achieved. My weight loss really has been a total life changing experience for me and I refuse to return to my previous unhappy self.”

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