His Trash Became His Obsession
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My boyfriend looks at me like I'm trash. Too fat. Too plain. My clothes are ugly. He never misses a chance to tear me down.
I thought he was just mean. Then his "good friend" Sophie spilled coffee all over our ten-thousand-dollar control board.
That board was three months of work. Three months of all-nighters, twice I passed out from low blood sugar. It was our entry for the National Robotics Competition. The deadline's tomorrow. Now it's gone.
I confronted Sophie, and he stormed in, pulled her into his arms, and pointed his finger in my face. "It's just a stupid competition. Did you really need to come at Sophie like that?"
Turns out he's not just mean. He genuinely can't stand me.
I thought he was just mean. Then his "good friend" Sophie spilled coffee all over our ten-thousand-dollar control board.
That board was three months of work. Three months of all-nighters, twice I passed out from low blood sugar. It was our entry for the National Robotics Competition. The deadline's tomorrow. Now it's gone.
I confronted Sophie, and he stormed in, pulled her into his arms, and pointed his finger in my face. "It's just a stupid competition. Did you really need to come at Sophie like that?"
Turns out he's not just mean. He genuinely can't stand me.










































