I miss my old self.
I miss my childhood. I miss my memories with my sister. Playing under the heat of the sun at the beach and doing sand castle together. But then, I also remember the nightmares I've had. Real nightmares. I got bullied by my classmates. They were mocking me about my curly hair. Hindi ko daw bagay ang pangit ko. I was fat too; that's why they didn't want me to be part of their group.
I guess it's all my fault. That's what I always tell myself. It's my fault that I was ugly and fat when I was a kid. So, in my high school years, I decided to lessen what I eat. I ate one cup of rice a day. Could you believe that? My body had weakened, but, at least, my classmates started to like me. That was all I knew when it came to having a diet. I lost weight.
And I lost the real me.
