To anyone who hates themselves for the body they have trust me when I say I felt exactly what you are feeling. If you can find it in yourself to take all that negative energy and devote it to fuel your want to lose weight you can accomplish great things.
ps I think this shirt has been through more shit than I have XD
After losing almost half of a person I look in the mirror and I don’t even recognize myself sometimes. Honestly I can’t stand when people try to pick me up because I still feel like I am the size that is on the right. Losing the weight has boosted my confidence but now I am terrified of going back because I always hear people say “Anyone who is overweight that loses the weight always goes back” Well I have mentioned before how I love proving people wrong. I will be the exception, not just another statistic.
I have always tried to brush off rude comments about my weight. I was sick and tired of being the pun to jokes. I would always ignore or insult the people that made fun of me. But you know what they say; Haters gonna… make good points. I had a few health problems due to my weight so getting healthy was one reason for the weight loss but I enjoy being able to say “I told you so.”
The summer of 2010 when I graduated highschool I moved from my home town to stay with my best friend. It was piratically out in the middle of nowhere and that’s when I decided I was going to dedicate my time to losing weight. I was too broke to afford a gym so every night I would walk about two miles, sometimes even more. It helped with building my stamina. I found it relaxing because it also gave me time to thik. I tried jogging but it put too much stress on my knees so I decided to stick to walking. By walking every night for about 6 months I lost 30lbs. It wasn’t quite the dramatic change I was looking for but I felt better having a little bit of weight off.
I did have the aid of a weight loss pill called Phentermine it is a pill you have to get prescribed certian doctors. The pill is an appetite suppressant and gives you a boost of energy.
The whole time I never thought I would mke it this far. Everyone always tells me they knew I could do it. I didn’t quite believe in myself at this time because I didn’t get the instant results I wanted but I kept to it, I wasn’t going to give up on myself.
Point of no return
My turning point takes place at a Pizza Hut buffet. I was watching football because it was the only thing that was on. The announcers were naming off the stats. There was a line backer that weighed 250. I thought to myself ”Oh hell no that is my weight, I can’t really be the same size of a NFL player?” I was… and that needed to change
Sorry I have a lot of time gaps in my progress pictures, I never really thought I would actually get into shape.
Where my story begins
I wasn’t a big girl up until the 2nd grade. My dad got hurt so my aunt came to live with us, she was an amazing cook. With my mom working and my dad hurt my food intake was not monitored. I had a huge meal and dessert just about every night. It was the summer after the first picture that I started putting my weight on.
I never liked how I looked, it is hard to find young pictures of me because I would always scribble my face out, I was disgusted by my appearance. I was always the volunteer when it came to taking pictures because even at a young age I couldn’t stand how I looked.
I really started noticing all the weight pile on in the 5th grade. I remember having to go to the nurse with the whole class to get everyone’s weight. Most of the class was in the high 80’s at the most I had already passed the 100 mark and that is when I started getting made fun of for my weight, having acne and a naturally red tent to my face didn’t help either.
It’s not like I didn’t try to lose weight, I did. I was an active kid, I spent most of my summers outside playing. I had a poor childhood so outside playing in the mud was entertainment enough, also fun as hell if I am being honest here.
My pediatrician was never encouraging. Every time I had a problem with being sick he would always blame it on my obesity. Even when I was seriously sick he pointed the finger to my weight he even made me cry a couple times. I always hated going to the doctor because I knew he was going to be a dick. He had been my doctor ever sense I moved back to Texas in the 2nd grade. It wasn’t until I was in the 8th grade when my doctor actually looked to see if there was a medical reason explaining why I was over weight. He ordered some blood work and sure enough I had a thyroid problem. The medicine helped with my energy levels, I wasn’t sleepy all the time but the weight got worse because I became less active.