Well I've gone and done it now. Being fat my whole life, I've never actually felt an urge to lose any sort of weight. It's always just been "Meh, I'm fat. But that's never been a bad thing for me. I can walk just as well, hell I even jog occasionally. I can lose weight in a few months, life is too stressful right now anyway".
I've always felt the need to put things off because nothing has ever been urgent or felt urgent for me. There were a few holidays where I'd stress myself out and bust my @ss to lose weight... to no avail. Each year I'd just steadily gain more and more and more and more. The more I pushed off the time I'd actually dedicate to losing weight, the more weight I gained.
After spending 10 years at a steady ,220-250 (yep, you read that right). I always told myself "Well, I'm not 260 so I'm good." "I'm not 280, I'll be fine" "At least I'm not 300".
Well here I am. I'm 300 pounds and I can't walk more than 10 minutes without stopping to sit down because my back hurts so badly because I sit on my ass all day.
I'm 300 pounds and just now discovered a sort of gash under my belly fat roll from what I assume is it being moist and the friction. It hurts and I'm scared. Seriously if anyone has advice please help.
300 pounds and worried that I'm never going to get married because I'm not sure my boyfriend will deal with my insecurity issues due to weight.
But really, I'm just disappointed in myself for always putting things off and never taking care of myself. I'm sad and pissed off at the same. I wanna go back in time and kick my @ss.
I'm not really sure what else to say besides please start now before you end up like me. Don't subscribe to this subreddit and think "Oh I'll just poke around when I need motivation when I eventually start". Just do it, start now.
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