When i was in 5th grade i broke my wrist while roller skating and had to go under anesthesia, so the doctors could reset the bones. For this i had to get weighed and it was shocking to finally see the number. 150 pounds. I had known my whole life that i was much bigger than i supposed to be (I’m half Filipino, so family always made it clear i was overweight), but this was my first distinct moment realizing just how bad shape i was in.
I grew up with bad eating habits, my mother constantly worked to provide for me and my 2 other siblings and my father was always on deployment, so we grew up on frozen and fast food. I didn’t even know where to begin and while i knew my weight was a problem, at 11 years old i felt i was helpless in trying to lose weight.
At 15 years old (freshman year) i reached my heaviest weight of 165 pounds and maintained that until in my junior year, my stepdad had a heart attack and my whole family realized the road we were heading down. I finally took control and lost 15 lbs and maintained that until the end of my my freshman year of college. After a particularly depressing end of freshman year in college (thanks COVID-19) i had realized i had become 157 lbs, almost back at my starting point.
I took charge again and committed to finally getting healthy. Today (now a sophomore in college), i weighed in for the first time in my life at 130 lbs. i still struggle to see anything other than someone who was borderline obese, considering my whole life the one thing i always knew about myself was that i was fat. It’s been a struggle adapting, but I’m so glad that I’m at the point that i am.
Before and after! Not my heaviest weight in the before because i deleted all photos of myself lolbefore and after
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