Admitting to myself that I need to lose weight.

I finally weighed myself today for the first time in a long time. 236 pounds. The highest I’ve ever been.

I used to be so obsessed with my weight, it made me so miserable. Being single for the past two years has taught me how to love myself, and part of that love has been changing the way I view my body. Even though this is a good thing, it’s made me believe it’s okay to eat what I want and be overweight, as long as I’m happy. And yeah, I’m happy, I like my curves, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been with myself and my body, but I need to realise that doesn’t make it okay... I will love myself even more if I’m healthier, I know that.

I want to lose weight so bad, but I also don’t really want to. I love food, I love not thinking about calories and fat, I love just eating what I feel like and not worrying about it. And that means it’s going to be so hard. I’m going to have to force myself to do it. I’m 22 this year and I really don’t want to waste what’s left of my youth being fat.

I have 100 pounds to lose. Here goes nothing.

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