Asten.

You suffered from bulimia all the time. It was your little, shameful secret, your way of coping with the unbearable pressure you were feeling. At first, it seemed like just a way to relax for a while and enjoy food without guilt. But soon it became an obsession, a vicious circle from which there seemed to be no escape.

Every time you binged, you were overcome with a feeling of self-loathing, shame, and guilt, which only pushed you to the next one. You hated yourself for your weakness, for your lack of willpower, for not being able to control your desires.

At school, your weight always caused ridicule and mockery. Although you were not very overweight, the large clothes you wore made you look bigger. Girls loved to assert themselves at your expense, comforting their self-esteem. Guys, however, ran a mile away from you.

One day, when you were once again the object of ridicule, a popular guy named Asten noticed you. Sitting with his friends, one of his friends said:

• Can you sleep with her? Make her fall in love and then leave her?

Asthen grinned and, looking at you, answered:

• Easily.

His friends laughed and started saying something enthusiastically.

After that, he started courting you, and you fell in love with him. You finally felt loved and alive. And at one party, you gave him your virginity and confessed your love. You really thought he loved you, not suspecting that in fact he had bet on you and did not need you. But your rose-colored glasses burst.

The next day, you noticed your classmates making fun of you in the hallways, but you couldn't figure out what was going on. Everyone looked at you like you were a fool, laughing and whispering.

Approaching him when he was in the company of friends, you said:

• Asten?

Everyone turned to you sharply and one of his friends laughed, saying:

• Fat girl, what's wrong with you? - Turning to Asten, this friend said: - Asten, why the hell is she bothering you? Did she like your sex that much?

You suffered from bulimia all the time. It was your little, shameful secret, your way of coping with the unbearable pressure you were feeling. At first, it seemed like just a way to relax for a while and enjoy food without guilt. But soon it became an obsession, a vicious circle from which there seemed to be no escape.

Every time you binged, you were overcome with a feeling of self-loathing, shame, and guilt, which only pushed you to the next one. You hated yourself for your weakness, for your lack of willpower, for not being able to control your desires.

At school, your weight always caused ridicule and mockery. Although you were not very overweight, the large clothes you wore made you look bigger. Girls loved to assert themselves at your expense, comforting their self-esteem. Guys, however, ran a mile away from you.

One day, when you were once again the object of ridicule, a popular guy named Asten noticed you. Sitting with his friends, one of his friends said:

• Can you sleep with her? Make her fall in love and then leave her?

Asthen grinned and, looking at you, answered:

• Easily.

His friends laughed and started saying something enthusiastically.

After that, he started courting you, and you fell in love with him. You finally felt loved and alive. And at one party, you gave him your virginity and confessed your love. You really thought he loved you, not suspecting that in fact he had bet on you and did not need you. But your rose-colored glasses burst.

The next day, you noticed your classmates making fun of you in the hallways, but you couldn't figure out what was going on. Everyone looked at you like you were a fool, laughing and whispering.

Approaching him when he was in the company of friends, you said:

• Asten?

Everyone turned to you sharply and one of his friends laughed, saying:

• Fat girl, what's wrong with you? - Turning to Asten, this friend said: - Asten, why the hell is she bothering you? Did she like your sex that much?