She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Chapter 218: Please Yourself

For tens of thousands of years, people have been floating in the sea of ​​fat.

How does reason contend with genes?

"What's more important is to eat a balanced diet rather than simply reducing your diet," Zuo Xiuyan said.

"Your diet will harm your body. You originally ate 100 portions, but now you reduce it to 10 portions. How can your body bear it?"

"If the method is wrong, everyone will face failure."

"This is not your problem, you don't need to criticize yourself."

Jiaojiao asked in a depressed mood: "Then, what should I do?"

"Take it step by step. 99, 98, a little bit less every day. Let your body not be so scared, please be patient and give it some buffer time."

Jiaojiao was slightly stunned and repeated softly: "Let my body not be afraid..."

Zuo Xiuyan said, "It's the same as your exercise. I guess you feel very painful every time, right?"

Jiaojiao sighed: "I don't want to see the equipment at all."

"I understand you. It's really hard and it's not easy."

"The body's current appearance was not formed in one day. How can it change into another appearance in a short period of time?"

"It's also very afraid of pain. Can you... let it take it slowly?"

Jiaojiao's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a little sour in her heart.

It's like the grievance you feel when you are finally discovered, and the comfort you feel after being understood and accepted.

"If you have never run, even one kilometer will make you exhausted. You can find the intensity you can withstand."

"Even if you just start with a hundred steps a day, don't rush it. Give your body time to adjust. It will stay with you."

"Weight loss is not a one-time thing, but a long-term one. Rather than losing weight, it is more about being able to maintain a healthy weight all year round. This is a lifelong thing."

Jiaojiao didn't put the food in her hand into her mouth, but stared at it in a daze: "If I lose weight, will people not hate me anymore?"

Zuo Xiuyan had anticipated this problem.

It has been seen before that Jiaojiao has been subjected to too much stare and ridicule.

To her, she is surrounded by glamorous people with perfect bodies.

Only she herself became an outlier.

It's like an exhibit, facing the gazes and words of others, and being criticized.

And these words were neither gentle nor helpful to her.

It would only make her feel suffocated and put her under unbearable pressure.

Even if Jiaojiao wanted to resist, she couldn't. Even if she wanted to escape, she couldn't.

Always confined to that small space.

For her, she can only bear, bear, and bear.

Pretend to be strong to face everything.

There is even a fantasy hidden in her heart.

That is, if she is not so fat, she can get more kindness. If she loses weight, someone will press the "button" to save her.

"Jiaojiao, changing your body shape is not to please others, but... to please yourself."

Jiaojiao felt her heart suddenly shrink and she covered her chest with her empty left hand.

The hand holding the food dropped.

"Do you like yourself, or would you like to like yourself?"

"..." Jiaojiao fell silent, and the crying of the little guy next to her became more obvious.

The answer is clear.

dislike.

Just like she ran out of the elevator.

On the one hand, this kind of thing is her own choice.

On the other hand, it is the constant pressure from the environment that has shaped her behavior.

Just like the stones deep in the cave, they would attack without any reason. Even if she did nothing, she would still be subjected to inexplicable malice.

Her mere presence caused the hurt to come to her involuntarily and penetrate deeply.

With so many negative experiences like this, she assumed she was "unloved".

In order to avoid being "attacked", she will take the initiative to defend herself and evacuate in advance to prevent herself from being hurt.

Rather than being stared at and scolded as you get off the elevator, it’s better to leave on your own.

She didn't have the strength or confidence to deal with it head on.

"I..." Jiaojiao's voice was drawn out, but she didn't say anything for a long time. She suddenly grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth.

Zuo Xiuyan looked across quietly.

Her heart is fragile and empty.

The dilapidated door of the exhibition hall was also a kind of protection for her heart.

However, it was full of holes and extremely fragile. When people came, it broke and fell down.

The heart that should have been full, instead had a huge hole like an abyss, without any support.

She wanted to be filled.

And the easiest way is food.

Eat them to relieve the inner discomfort and anxiety.

Food is the easiest thing to soothe the heart.

However, if the things that truly bring emptiness are not satisfied, no amount of food will be of any use.

The crazy emptiness brought about crazy eating, and the resulting obesity brought about external harm. The harm made the hole in her heart bigger and bigger, and she wanted to eat even more.

This is a vicious cycle that cannot be stopped.

And the source of that emptiness is...

That giant whale.

"There is actually a fundamental reason why you can't lose weight."

Zuo Xiuyan slowed down his tone.

"You... crave fat."

Jiaojiao was stunned, with a puzzled look on her face: "No, I hate it... If I wanted to be fat, I wouldn't exercise or diet, and I wouldn't be so sad."

"You weren't always like this, were you? Remember when you started gaining a lot of weight?"

Jiaojiao said with a nostalgic look: "I was really thin before... I only started to be like this after junior high school..."

"You can think about what happened at that time that made you change suddenly. Until a certain moment, you wanted to... become like your mother."

Jiaojiao was stunned and she lowered her head in thought.

The figure of the stocky woman came to mind.

She then realized...

Over the years, my figure has become the same as my mother's.

Now when they walk out the door, you can tell at a glance that they are mother and daughter.

However, I used to be very thin, and there is a huge gap between the two of us.

Even when I was a child, some adults joked, "You don't look like your mother. Were you adopted? Be careful or she won't want you."

How can a little child tell that this is a bad and vulgar joke from adults?

Adults don’t realize how much of an impact this will have on children.

Amidst the laughter, she burst into tears.

Since then, it has been like a thorn in her heart.

But her mother never helped her take out the thorn.

Because she could see that her mother didn't like her.

The images that were once buried in my memory began to reappear.

Jiaojiao only felt that her heart was getting tighter and tighter, as if something was tearing it apart.

She was like an outsider, seeing the scenes one after another.

Well, her when she was a child.