Loss (Gemma)

So, I’ve been losing weight lately. I had never really cared about my weight because I thought heavy dresses cover it all anyway. Apparently, I was wrong. It really woke me up, when Lona was being Lona, and pointed out how unattractively and unfemininely fat builds on me.

I saw it too, the next time I looked in the long mirror that hangs on my wall. It’s not even a proper one. There’s something wrong with the glass, because it makes you look almost like a half of your actual size. (Dad couldn’t afford a better one.) And even so, I was able to tell.

I’ve never been seen as a feminine girl anyway, so maybe that’s why I never noticed that I looked so bad with the few extra kilos. But since Lona had woken me up to see, I made a quick decision, and the next day I accompanied dad to the fields instead of helping mom at the marketplace and around the house.

I was pretty pleased with myself when I realized how little time a notable weight loss actually took me. I figured Lona would praise me about it at some point too, but of course that was just my wishful thinking.

She did say something though:

”Wow. You look even less feminine now that your bones are all sticking out.”

I figured building more muscle wouldn’t fix that. So, I gave up the field.

That’s when I started to grow my hair out. (I had always kept it relatively short because long hair was so impractical.) Thank Heavens for its flame red, thick and wavy quality. My one and only feminine feature.