My bathroom shelves filled with increasingly expensive soaps, sprays, and powders. I bought anything that promised complete odor protection.
But the more effort I made, the more disconnected I became from my own perception.
I no longer trusted what I smelled or did not smell.
I trusted Jacob.
That period drained me emotionally.
What began as a concern about hygiene became a deeper question about my worth and how far I was willing to change myself to satisfy someone else.
Eventually, I reached a breaking point and scheduled an appointment with Dr. Lewis.
Sitting in her office, I felt both anxious and hopeful. After months of changing my behavior around Jacob’s complaints, I needed a professional opinion.
I described everything.
I explained the extra showers, the products, the constant anxiety, and Jacob’s repeated claim that I had an odor problem.
As I spoke, Dr. Lewis’s expression shifted from professional concern to genuine confusion.
