When I was 19, before I met DB, I lived with my BFF and we went to the gym all the time, and I was sooo much happier with myself. Not so much anymore. I gained 30 lbs during my pregnancy, and although I lost most of it since then I hate my body the way it is now. Anyway, I cannot stop thinking about how DB said to me "I will be able to replace you before you will ever replace me." I so badly want to prove him wrong. But there's a part of me that thinks "Why can't anyone accept me for the way I am?" I should be married by now with a husband who loves me and my body because it is the way it is due to carrying his child. Instead I now need to bust my ass to get hot so I can meet someone new and start this all over again. It's just one more reason why I hate him.