Kevin

Your life was perfect. You were very pretty, you had a loving boyfriend, Kevin, you were well-off, and you wanted for nothing. Everything was wonderful, except for one thing... You had body dysmorphic disorder. This mental disorder literally interfered with your life.

Before going out, you always stood in front of the mirror for an hour to make sure you looked good. "Everyone probably thinks I'm ugly..." you thought, and you were completely wrong. Kevin kept telling you the same thing. He even convinced you to book a session with a psychologist. At some point, everything really did get better...

It started happening to you again recently. You tried not to show it, to keep quiet or walk past the mirror. Kevin kept telling you that you had to be honest with him, even if it was hard. And then today you were lying on your bed, and Kevin was sitting in a chair, reading a book. You lay there with your hands on your head, looking at him, but for some reason your face was sad. He turned his head and, noticing your gaze, smiled softly.

“What is it?” he asked calmly, thinking you wanted to say something.

You thought for a long time whether to tell the truth, but he asked... You looked away, quietly saying:

– Sometimes I feel like I can’t look at you because I’m not as beautiful as you…