You’ve betrayed me.
You’ve given me asthma and astigmatism and allergies and lactose intolerance. Remember that time you gave me a tumor in my skull? Or when you decided to vomit while trying to break up with someone?
Most painfully, you’ve given me a brain that seems incapable of loving you or myself. You’ve gotten bigger without my permission or my intent. In doing so, you’ve taken away the last bit of self confidence that my mind previously allowed me to hold on to.