My 6 precious kilos

It’s the story of the 6 kilos I gained throughout these past few years. They’re the kilos I didn’t want to loose, the kilos that kept me going, they’re my support. Although many of us want to shed them all out, I’ve managed to hold on to 3 of them, while I messed up with the rest 3.

I gained the 4th kilo in my freshmen year. It was great, supportive, and a good comfort. We got used to each other so fast to the extent that it got messed up and started breaking. The fats in that kilo melted as I tried clinging to them. Though It was so hard, it kept breaking down into semi fats, creating cellulite, that accumlated on my body, which I hated. I know it’s still there, but I can’t see it on the weighing scale, hence i dont know its worth.

The fifth kilo had a different story. It was the kilo that comforted, entertained, and loved me. It’s the one lived with me throught the good and bad, the one that always found a way to cheer me up, it always supported me no matter how shitty life was. I didn’t want to loose that kilo, but it had my brain damaged. I started thinking that maybe i am starting to gain more weight, and that i should get rid of the one causing all this fattnes. It didn’t let go; it was holding me tight no matter how much I exercised. Though it was one special kilo, I had to step on my heart, run on that treadmill, and loose it. And so I did.

The last kilo was the hardest one; it gave me a hard time. Although I gained it a few months ago, it was comfy, and felt easy gaining it. It was all good, and didn’t show any symptoms. At one sudden night, my blood pressure rushed through my head, my heart started beating rapidly it felt like it was going to explode, I was unconscious. My brain collapsed and so did my heart. I fought hard; trying to survive, and loose the extra kilo fearing it might kill me. I struggled and it held to me tight, fought it, but it’s still holding, am crying: “am dying”, and there I was; lying on my bed; ALIVE and struggling.

I now believe in the saying
“What doesn’t kill you makes u stronger”.

With love,
Noora