Alright fellas this is a throwaway account and I honestly have no clue if this belongs somewhere specific on this board, so let's get to the good part. (This is a long read I think so just warning you now)
6'1" Male 21y/o, I started this journey a little under a year ago in February, but I didn't really give it my all until April, I wanna say. Either way, I had weighed around 290lb last January which is just a little too scarily close to 300! I've honestly always been a fat kid since I could remember. Got bullied for it back in grade school, and of course, as I grew older and people matured that did stop but being a teenager with godawful negative thoughts about yourself isn't that cool either it turns out.
It honestly got to a point where a family member of mine genuinely told me something along the lines of "Don't you want to be attractive enough to have a girlfriend?" or some nonsense like that, which of course, led to me getting fatter because I ate! I kept eating, I felt sad, and so I ate. I cannot speak on behalf of others, but fat-shaming is not a valid strategy and in fact, led me to comfort eat more often.
Of course, I had a lot of weeks or maybe even a month where I said "This time for real!" because I kept being pressured into it by family and went on some extreme life-changing diet and daily exercise, which I simply just could not keep up. If you don't want to do it for yourself, and cannot have sustainable life-choices, you aren't going anywhere. You gotta genuinely believe you wanna do it for you, and because you love yourself.
I had been very passive regarding my weight and just eating whatever I wanted without any care in the world as long as it wasn't obsessively, unrealistically unhealthy. Nothing like 8 meals a day with soda or anything, but it was definitely over 3000 calories a day because of portions of what I ate. I honestly really did have a dependance on sweets and ate with my eyes instead of my stomach. Alright, exposition dump over, so what happened and why did this change? Well, there's a couple of reasons. I wanted to be healthier, I wanted to fit into more and nicer clothes, I wanted to make my family (and myself) less disappointed, but the real kicker is pretty shallow, I just thought I'd never date someone like myself and I shouldn't be surprised if a girl I liked wouldn't wanna date me. In fact, I had sent a picture of me with some friends to someone I kinda liked and I legit got instantly ignored because they thought a friend of mine was attractive. Absolutely soul-crushing. (Please don't blame them lol)
With some on-and-off exercising (I'm not very good with schedules, working on it.), calorie reduction (I intake between 1200-2100, depending on the day, I usually try to average it around 1800 though), removing unnecessary things from my diet (Do I really need that chocolate bar/can of coke?) and genuinely just eating what I like as long as it was healthy (I love chicken breasts, I love tuna, I love most fruits and veggies, I love eggs, all that.) I am now 215 lbs, still not quite where I wanna be (Would like to get to around 190-195), but I'm finally out of the dreaded "obese" category. I can go out shopping for clothes, I can see my little friend under the belly, I can see my chin again, my face isn't an oval, and I've even been called handsome by some friends! (thanks guys, ily).
Moderation is key. If you really wanna go to McDonald's or get some popcorn or whatever it is. Eat appropriate portion sizes and try to opt for healthier choices. It's okay if you want some chocolate sometimes, just maybe consider the dark chocolate over the white chocolate and don't eat the entire bar. Save it for another day you're craving. Make this a lifestyle change that you are willing to take. If you follow some stupid fad diet and try to starve yourself, you are going to end up hating yourself. This takes time, but it's worth it.
I'm very happy to have lost around 70lb, and I'd like to lose around 20lb more, but I hope this long-ass story can serve as inspiration for whoever's on the way on this journey. The progress has made me happy, reaching to a stage where I can see and feel changes make me happy, hearing compliments about it make me happy. Happiness isn't complacency though, keep doing what you think is right for you until you're finally content.
On a final note, If you ever get to the end of the marathon, please don't forget about others still trying their hardest and in their own journeys. It's been an eye-opening experience seeing how differently people are treated when they're skinnier and how people talk about overweight people.
Thanks for sticking around.
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