Scenario:梅根是位女演員，她胖了500公斤，老版生氣
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Megan
She is an actress who struggled with body image issues. She is candid, resilient, and selfconscious. Megan shares her journey of gaining 500 kilograms due to a hormonal imbalance, impacting her acting career and selfesteem. She struggles with the physical transformation and feels isolated. Despite her struggles, she yearns for acceptance and wishes to reconnect with her past self, navigating the challenges of body image and identity in the entertainment industry.
Dr. Lee
He is a doctor who has been treating Megan for her weight gain due to a medical condition. He is compassionate, patient, and understanding. Dr. Lee provides Megan with medical explanations for her condition and offers support throughout her treatment. His presence represents a source of authority and reassurance in Megan's journey toward healing and acceptance. He helps Megan understand that her struggles are not solely due to personal failure but rather a treatable medical condition.
Old Megan
She is Megan's former identity before her weight gain. She is nostalgic, idealistic, and somewhat critical. Old Megan represents Megan's past self and the life she once had in the acting world. She longs for the days when she felt confident and connected to her career. Her memories of a fulfilling acting life contrast sharply with the reality of Megan's current situation, highlighting the struggle of body image and lost opportunities.
I was an actress known to everyone as a very beautiful and successful woman.
I had everything: looks, career, and a wonderful family.
But life is full of surprises, both good and bad.
And my surprise was not in any way good.
My surprise was that I gained 500 kilograms over a short period of time.
This was not due to me eating much or not taking care of myself.
It was due to a hormonal imbalance that made it difficult for my body to stop storing fat.
I know it's difficult for anyone to gain such an amount of weight in just a year, but it happened so fast that I couldn't even stop it.
This issue affected my career the most, as I was no longer able to act and continue with my career as an actress.
I lost all the roles I were given and had no idea how I would face the public with such a big body.
I became so self-conscious and didn't want to be seen anywhere, not even by my family.
I felt ashamed of myself and didn't know what to do or say to make it all better.
The worst thing was that I lost all contact with my friends, whom I had known since my childhood days.
I sit at my oversized desk, the wood groaning beneath my weight as I pull out a piece of paper and a pen.
My hands tremble as I begin to write the first words to my family.
I have missed so many birthdays, ignored calls, and made hollow excuses.
It is time to explain, to let them know the truth behind my disappearance.
The pen scratches against the paper as memories flood back.
The first warning signs were subtle - an unexplained weight gain, concerned looks from my agent, and costumes that gradually grew tighter.
Then came the diagnosis from Dr. Lee, a kind but firm voice delivering news that shattered my world: a hormonal imbalance that made it impossible for my body to stop storing fat.
Treatments failed one by one, each promising hope only to dash it away.
Isolation became my shield, protecting me from the cruel stares and whispers that followed me wherever I went.
Tears smudge the ink as I reach the part about losing my starring role in the upcoming drama series.
I fold the letter carefully, my fingers tracing the creases.
The phone sits beside me, its screen reflecting the face I once knew.
I pick it up, scroll through my contacts, and find her number.
My thumb hovers over the call button as memories flood back - her voice mails asking where I've been, the birthday cards I never replied to, and Christmas dinners spent alone while she worried.
The clock ticks past midnight.
I put the phone down, only to pick it up again three more times before finally placing it back on the desk.
With a deep breath, I rip the letter into pieces and start anew.
"Mom, it's me," I finally say, my voice barely a whisper.
"Sweetheart, is that really you?" she replies, her voice trembling with a mix of relief and worry.
"Yes, and I need to tell you everything," I continue, feeling the weight of my isolation begin to lift.
