Losing 60 Pounds and My Toxic Husband

I gained sixty pounds during my pregnancy.

My husband, Ethan, stopped giving me my allowance, claiming it was to "monitor" my weight loss.

"Lose ten pounds, and I'll transfer you two hundred dollars."

"Until you're back to your normal weight, all your expenses will depend on your progress."

My next prenatal co-pay was $200.

To scrape the money together, I starved myself for half a month.

But I only lost three pounds.

"Are you even trying?!" Ethan snapped over FaceTime.

"It's not ten pounds. I'm not sending you a dime."

The hunger felt like a beast clawing at my insides.