it's fucking rough, man. it's just hard to give a shit about what is essentially cosmetics right now -- it's not like i can go out and have fun and take pictures and shit. i exist to do shit online and work. so why the hell should i care that i've gone up a size?
not to mention i'm also trying to deal with other mental health shit, namely not drinking. fucking up in that regard is much more dangerous to my health/life/etc than eating a cake. it's hard to invest any energy in restricting myself food-wise when that energy is mainly being directed towards not drinking.
it's annoying because i know i am physically and mentally capable of dieting. 3 summers of my life, i've downloaded MFP, tracked my calories, kept under the limit, and got down to like 140. so the ability is there. i just...can't care now.
maybe once things open up i'll have some motivation? it's frustrating.
[link] [comments]
source https://www.reddit.com/r/loseit/comments/klkcnc/gained_like_40lbs_during_lockdown_simultaneously/
No comments:
Post a Comment