I hate my mom, she is always drilling into me about how looks matter so much and it’ll be an embarrassment to my family and her friends when they see her daughter with ugly fat friends and a hideous boyfriend.My boyfriend is not supermodel, but I love his looks. It’s not just my friends, She doesn’t hesitates to tell me how “obese” I’ve become. I’m a size ten, I’m just FINE! I tell her my weight is fine, but of course, she can never be wrong and insists I have work done. I don’t need work done, I don’t need breast implants, I don’t need a rhinoplasty or liposuction. I hate her! With all of my HATE!