Chapter 2

The next day, Chloe came back from work.
„How was your day?“, I asked. Actually I already knew the answer. Something didn´t work out and she would now complain about it for an hour.
I used our time on the couch to convince her that this tiny problem wasn´t the end of the world and that nobody cared if she made a little mistake while we were cuddling. She certainly felt better after our conversations.

The problem was that each day was similar to the day before. I had to do something. I wanted her to be happy but she wouldn´t be until she lowers her high expectations of herself.

That´s why I wanted to talk to her. „Hey babe, I noticed that you are so stressed in the last weeks. Are you happy the things are at the moment? I mean, you schedule is overfilled with work, activities with sport, responsabilities. It seems that you are overdoing it. I don´t want you to have a burn-out.“ I said while holding her hands.
„You have no idea. I am so tired. I can´t compete with all the things people want from me. But why is everybody expecting that I fulfill all their wishes and demands?!
„I doubt, to be honest, that people are expecting that much from you. I think that you are just thinking that. Maybe you should just watch for yourself what you really are able to handle. Do you really have to work 10 hours a day, then going for a run each day, never ever having time for yourself or ourself? That´s not how life shoule be. We should have free-time to have fun sometimes!“
„I don´t even now what fun is! What would you do in your free-time?“ she asked desperatly with puppy eyes.
„I don´t know, just relax a bit, watching a good movie, eating some nice food, even the unhealthy one“, I joked, „whatever you want“!
„Sounds bad for your health but okay!“
„Oh yeah, even that wouldn´t be a big concern if you put on 2 or 3 pounds!“
„Yeah, that would be wonderful if I got fat!“ She answered saracastically.

A month passed by and I was really looking forward to see a more relaxed Chloe coming back from work but here she was again, more stressed than ever.
„That was the worst day ever. Work was shittyyy today, hated it. And you know what, at lunch time, my mom called me…She asked when the marriage would be! How could she put such a pressure on us!“

She prepared a salad while she told me about her bad day. „You see, you have a bad day. There are people that allow themselves some unhealthy food when they are stressed as you are.“
„Yeah, there are, fat people do that!“
„Oh come on, babe! Don´t be such a… b*tch“, I accidently said, „I mean, I´m sorry!“
She got angry: „A what? What do you call me? You know that it is your fault that I´m eating sohealthy. You are so superficial that I can´t allow myself to put on weight. You only love me because I´m thin, as*hole! You are not even considering marrying me?!“

I have never been hurt that much before. We didn´t talk again that evening. I was desperate. How could she think that I only love her body? We are together for years now and she thinks that I only love her because she´s thin? As long as she thinks that, I won´t be able to marry her. I need to prove her that I love her for herself!