I used to lose weight faster in my twenties
The mirror wasn’t always so cryptic. Once, skipping dessert meant the jeans zipped easily. Now, even after salads and restless nights, the scale barely flinches. Something flickered in the metabolism, like a light dimming without warning. It’s not that the appetite is louder, it’s that silence echoes more. Muscles, once cooperative, seem more like reluctant…
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