I'm currently a senior in high school, and I am so fat. I don't know why I let myself get this out of control, but I have gone way too far. Coming in to my freshman year I was 5 foot 7 and 165 pounds. I ran cross country to stay in shape, even though I was a really slow runner. I broke my ankle running on a trail one day, and it never properly healed, so I haven't been able to run since September of 2017. That's when I began to change and gain weight. I began eating more than I ever had at every meal. I was happy though, as the food brought me some enjoyment, and it took my mind off of everything else. I had gained about 20 pounds by the end of my freshman year. Over the summer coming into sophomore year I added 15 more because I couldn't do anything that I normally did. On our family vacation I just sat and watched everyone and to make myself feel better I would just eat like it was going out of style. People began to notice how much bigger I had gotten and began making fun of me. I didn't get a big belly, but rather the weight mostly went to my thighs and butt. Over time, I continued to increase my weight. Once I turned 16 I got a job at McDonald's and that turned out to be a good deal for me. Since I was in school, I worked the closing time, and this led me to be able to eat any leftover food. I usually got in my fair share of food each night. By the end of my sophomore year I was pushing close to 240. Now though, I had gotten a belly. I was beginning to struggle walking up and down the stairs, and I would usually be sweating like crazy just going from class to class. Over the summer, it was the same story again. I became a fat and happy blob that ate food to pass time, and drank soda like I was an alcoholic. At the start of my junior year, I was weighing in at about 253. I had gained a total of 88 pounds in 2 years, but this was not the end. I began working more hours during the school year, and this led to more late nights, more stress, and both of those led to more and more eating. I was becoming lazier and lazier too. At Thanksgiving and Christmas, my family could not believe how much I ate. My cousin got me a shirt based on the size that I wore over the summer, and it was too small for me, just 5 months later. My weight gain continued and by the end of junior year I was tipping the scale at 297. I was a wobbling blob of fat that consumed anything I wanted to. Over the lockdown, I added 20 of those 44 pounds. Then came the summer. I drove to and from work and I only ate mcdonald's or other fast food places for 2 months. My parents both moved to my aunt's house in missouri while they were laid off, and I kept trucking my way through meal after meal. I hit 320 pounds at the beginning of my senior year. I have been eating and getting even fatter for 3 years now and in the time, I have gained 155 pounds. I only wear stretch clothes and my shoes are all slip ons because I can't even get down to put them on properly. I need to get out of my binge eating rut and right this ship before I get so big that I can't even turn it around. Please help
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