My boyfriend is my best friend and my bitching partner. I’m grateful to have known someone who i can count on for an honest opinion.
On one occasion, i almost became a pig. I was putting on weight terribly. I weighed abut 58kg and i couldn’t even fit into my jeans anymore. When i asked around if i was putting on weight, no one could be completely honest with me. All they said was, “You look fine.” I guess, being friends, they didn’t want to hurt my feelings. When i finally asked him, he said, “Yes, you are getting fat. You better lose weight.” I swallowed his words hard, watched what i eat and i eventually lost about 5kg. I’m glad he was honest with me when others were afraid to.
During times when i have breakouts on my face, he was not afraid to tell me, “Eh, why so many pimples?”. “Why is your skin condition deteriorating?” I rather hear those than hearing, “Oh baby, you shine like a star.”
I don’t expect pleasant words. I prefer honesty and the truth. Especially when i am asking for an opinion, i expect an honest opinion. If i were to experience wardrobe malfunction on any day, i would appreciate it if you could tell me, “Eeee! What you wearing sia! So ugly.”
I believe, everyone have the right to know the truth about themselves. If you dont tell, they may never know.