Before the end of high school and the beginning of university, I fell in love with a Furio. Six years older than me, fantastic green eyes, much more beautiful than me that I had my big nose and I was certainly not a model. I was madly in love with him, the way one falls in love at 18, without thinking about the consequences and imagining that he will be your man for life. Instead it only lasted eight months, leaving me with self-esteem wounds that burned for a long time. He had been with me only pushed by a friend, not only did he not love me but he did not even like me, he saw me ugly and was ashamed of me, of my physical appearance and my way of dressing.