As Ginuwine says

She sits snug against me. Holding my belly. Squeezing my insecurities. Touching the length of my leg. Sometimes I like her, and she makes me feel beautiful. Other times she makes me feel ashamed, like a failure. She is not as flexible as my body can be. So sometimes I don’t see her at all. At first it was painful but in time I will forget about her and find someone else who fits me better. For the time being.