I have been working on losing weight and it’s going well. I started losing weight in March/May, but didn’t weigh myself until I had lost enough to physically notice the difference (in September). I was 446 pounds. Today I’m 363. I tried writing this without my weight lost because I felt weird about being upset even though I know I’ve lost a significant amount but it didn’t really make sense.
I don’t know what my start was but I feel like assuming a start weight off 446 I still have only lost about 1/3 of the weight I need to lose to be normal. And I can’t see the difference when I look at myself.
I was feeling pretty good about my progress, and then at a Christmas party someone made a comment about how I’m taller than my dad (this isn’t new, I was taller than him when I graduated high school in 2011). He responded by saying “he’s fatter than me too.” At that point I’d lost 60ish pounds since I’d started counting. Others at the party said I was doing a good job but it didn’t feel like anything after that.
Even when I get to my goal weight it’s almost certain I’m going to have a ton of loose skin and won’t look attractive. I’m also mostly bald and one of my eyes is fucked up and points in a different direction. I just feel like I’m going to spend years on this and this and for what? I’ll still hate my appearance.
I don’t even know why I’m posting this honestly.
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