I was unhappy even though I was at an acceptable weight, bitter, and with few relationships. Now that I am fat and I accept my obesity I feel happier, I laugh more and I have more friends.

My character is the same, I define myself as complicated, every time I want to do something I find thousands of problems, obstacles that my family and friends say are imaginary, for me they are real.

If I have to go out, and I make up to look prettier the heat and the sun will ruin my makeup, if the bus doesn't pass quickly I get desperate and I walk away, I always feel that simple things are complicated.

I look at myself in the mirror and I see a mature woman, dark-haired, white, my body does not have a feminine shape, I do not have good buttocks and beautiful hips, straight without waist, short and fat, very fat but I do not want to go to the gym or wear girdles, my motto is "whoever will love me, love me as I am".

I don't have an enviable body but I do have large breasts and the attention of several gentlemen, my self-esteem has improved, I feel pretty.

There are days when my spirits are low and I say to myself "Paula Carolina, you are single and childless" then I feel a slight hope to find love, I have faith that God will put in my way a good man, who is hardworking, educated and kind, and with good income because without money, I do not want him.

I have already abandoned the hope of being a mother, I am 43 years old, although it was my most longed desire, in this life, it will not be, anyway I enjoy seeing my nephews and nieces grow up and as the saying goes: "to whom God does not give children, the devil gives nephews".

Over the years I have strengthened friendships, I no longer get angry when they give me advice, and I enjoy sharing with them, I understood that living life alone is not pleasant and that if I surround myself with positive people their good energy improves my mood.

Thank you very much for reading me.