The lights are dim. I demanded they be that way. I’m lying there on top of the white sheets.
Naked. Vulnerable. Much heavier and undeniably softer than I used to be.
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I used to enjoy being intimate with my partner, but lately, my weight gain and the thought of new dimples emerging on my thighs has been the only thing consuming my mind.
He lovingly kisses my neck. I'm unable to bask in the joy of sexual pleasure as my mind is fixated on how my body looks.
My body is different to the one he held when we first started dating, different to the body he first touched, caressed, and made love to.
This body is laced with extra rolls, dimples, skin folds, stretch marks and fat. It is rounder. Curvier. Bigger. This body he now touches must feel different to him.
Mustn’t it?
His hands move to my stomach, sending shivers up my spine, I stop breathing and begin to suck in.
Hoping to make my soft belly somewhat disappear.
As his hands continue to move south, endless thoughts begin to flood my mind.