The first time she met her boyfriend's parents she was criticized as good for nothing; when they met again half a year later, he was stunned

The first time she met her boyfriend's parents she was criticized as good for nothing; when they met again half a year later, he was stunned

In life, we often see some women who rely solely on men to get by, and some even say that a good job is not as good as marrying well. But in my view, girls should also strive for self-reliance; only by being their own master and not depending on others can they win others' welcome and favor.

When I was a child, I had chronic stomach problems, so I needed to take medicine long-term. Because of long-term hormone use, my weight began to soar from my teens, far exceeding girls of the same age, and I was often laughed at by classmates, which made me very self-conscious inside. I never dared take part in class activities. Although my family was well-off, I did not dare confess to the person I liked, afraid of being rejected.

Before I started dating my boyfriend, I had always had a secret crush on him. Once he lent me a book with a note tucked inside, saying he liked me. I could not believe it. I thought no one would like chubby me, especially since he was so outstanding. I responded to him cautiously, and just like that, he became my boyfriend. But during the relationship, my boyfriend was neither warm nor cold to me, and never let me feel what love felt like. It was not like other couples who were so loving, holding hands while shopping and so on. But I did not take it seriously. After all, just having him as my boyfriend was enough to make me content.

Later, after graduation, he offered to take me to meet his parents. I was both happy and anxious, afraid they would dislike me because I was fat. For this, I specifically learned makeup online and also learned a few stir-fry dishes, hoping they would like me. When I got to his home, I actively performed, letting his uncle and aunt rest while I showed off my skills in the kitchen. I busied myself all morning, washing vegetables, cooking and doing the dishes. But his aunt kept glancing at me sideways, and I could tell she was not very satisfied with me. I felt very panicked, afraid of making even a small mistake, and I kept secretly observing his parents' words and behavior. After dinner, his family said the two of us were not suitable, because I was not good-looking and was not worthy of my boyfriend. Although they spoke in dialect, I still understood. In order to communicate with my boyfriend's mother, I had secretly studied it. However, my boyfriend's answer made me give up completely. He told his mother that he was with me because my family was well-off and I was more suitable for marriage. After hearing that, my heart went cold. After the meal, I took the initiative to break up with him.

Later, in order to make others respect me, I went running every morning and went to the gym at night, striving to lose weight. Then I took part in speech contests to improve my inner qualities and no longer feel inferior. After several years of persistence, I finally stopped feeling inferior. Walking on the street, I gave off an air of confidence. One day, my boyfriend and I ran into each other. He was very surprised to see my current state and said he deeply regretted breaking up with me and wanted to win me back. But I refused. From this matter, I realized that a girl's happiness must be won by herself and cannot depend on others.

(From a reader submission; the images in this article come from the internet)