Stats: 21 year-old male, 5'11 and currently 248lbs. :(
My lowest weight back in February was 179lbs, having just weighed myself about ten minutes ago, the scale is showing 248.5lbs.
I could feel myself slipping in January, went and got some snacks after class and it wasn't the best decision. I struggle so much at being home and I loved forcing myself outside as I was away from the kitchen and couldn't buy/order food.
I have performed horribly this academic year and I've evidently been eating my feelings with takeouts and many trips to get snacks from the local store.
Unfortunately I'm an emotional eater, so when I think about how much weight I've gained and how unhappy I feel, all I want to do is eat and cry; but that solves no issues, however I just have that twinge of an urge in my brain.
My clothes are struggling to fit me anymore, I feel horribly set back, unconfident and to make matters worse I'm going to see a few friends for Christmas on Monday, however I feel so huge and that's not how I want to present myself; I almost want to make an excuse and hide away, I feel so embarrassed.
I started my initial journey weighing 320lbs in January 2019 and by February 2020 I was approaching under 180lbs, I remember looking at my hands getting skinnier, my neck as well and it was so exciting.
Currently sitting here at 5:31am hating myself. I think I might drop out of university because it's taking it's toll on my mental health, I would rather be at a healthy weight than stressing about university while getting bigger. At this moment in time I care more about my weight and my mental health over any piece of paper.
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