She had always felt subconscious. It just didn’t matter what; there was always something. She had been the gossip queen in primary, because she had heard the things people said about her, and she wanted to fight back. When she made it to high school, she began to look at boys, and they began to look at her. So when word reached her that she was ugly, she did everything she could to fix it.
When she got her first boyfriend, she thought her plans had succeeded. But the word didn’t change, and she pushed him away. She saw pity in his eyes, and sinked only deeper into despair.
She hated herself so much that she’d take what she could get. She became ruthless, using every trick in the book to keep boyfriends, win popularity, and make people think she was pretty.
When bribes didn’t work, she turned to blackmail. When blackmail didn’t work, she tried scandal. She had more boyfriends in and out of her life than she could count by the time she graduated, and moved into the only career she had become truly good at in her education: a critic.
And another bonus: she won herself a husband when, at the age of 20, she became pregnant with his child. That white sent her higher than heaven, she was so happy. It was the best she could ever have planned for herself.
And then the fights began. It was only a matter of time. After only three months, the marriage went exactly the way of every other relationship she’d ever had. When he finally got tired of her bullshit, he began to regain control over her. Her whole life was a powerplay, but she had the most powerful weapon she could own this time: her baby girl.
When Joan popped out of her, she thought it was very impressive that he stayed, and supported her. When it ended, she looked from the baby to her husband and thought, We could really be a family.
After that, they did. Coco learned to cook, and she slipped from manipulator to housewife. A year later, they had another child, Nick.
They still fought, but not as often. Loveless it was, but that didn’t make Coco any less proud of what she had achieved. She had done it, succeeded where she had struggled all her life. She had domesticated a husband and was raising his children. She got everything she wanted from him, and she maintained his life. It was win/win.
So of course, her next ambition was to win her children’s love, to be their favourite. Because no matter who you are, she was certain that everyone played favourites; parents and children alike. She wanted popularity again.
She bribed them with toys and sweets, and it worked for a while. But their father never asked for anything, only listened, and loved them unconditionally. Soon, he became their favourite, and Coco got jealous.
Nick was full of passion, and like his mother, craved attention. Joan, like her father, was more loyal and mature. He tried to give Coco advice when she turned on him, but that only made her angrier. In the all-out battle that ensued, Nick took his father’s side and learned to hate his mother. Joan, however, felt sorry for her mother, and sometimes sided with her. This earned her brother’s hatred too, and when the family divorced, they were split by sex. The father kicked out Coco, and she took her daughter with her.
Joan took the arrangement calmly at first, but when Coco turned her anger onto her, she began to miss her brother. At school she apologised, and he told his father to pick her up with them after school ended. From then on, Coco was alone.
Alone in her kitchen, she began to break down. She stopped cooking, and slowly became thinner. After ending up in hospital, she started on rehab. Joan visited her sometimes, apologising and keeping her company. After a while, she stopped though, and Coco learned to get along without her.
When she returned home, she took up cooking again. But the food often remained in the fridge.
When she discovered her sister had died, she relapsed. She spent some months in the hospital until she realised her sister had left behind a daughter, Melody. She fought for custody and won.
Melody saved her. She didn’t force her to do anything, but reminded her how much she loved food. Coco cooked first for Melody, and then for herself.
She wrote an article about it, and soon began to spread the message further, earning her own show and inspiring kids everywhere. But none more than her own daughter, Melody.
The premise of the show is basically Coco cooking for her family, friends or fans. Sometimes she’ll cook for the public. The point of this is to show support and camaraderie for those either suffering or those who believe in her message, that it is okay to be yourself and that kindness heals all wounds.