I've been working with Natacha for the last week, and yesterday was my sobbing chat with her that covered my destructive family relations, weight issues, and loneliness/not having much anyone to talk to about stuff. Anyways, she told me she'd been thinking about our talk, specifically the whole weight aspect that I'm striving to change. She told me that that one night when we went to Le 281 (famous Montreal male strip club) and closer to the end of my first coop term in Wemindji (after 4 months of disgusting eating habits) that when all the guys' heads turned when I had my green dress on and her coat. That I shouldn't forget that the doorman at the club pushed him way through to the front and told some women to shove over so we could be seated at the stage. All without prompting from us. All this when I was supposedly at my fattest.
You know that made me feel an ounce better. The other day she said she'd noticed that my stomach was noticeably slimmer as opposed to last time I was in Wemindji. It's nice to know people are noticing my efforts to eat healthily and fit in exercise.
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