I'm M 29, 5' 8". When the quarantine started almost exactly a year ago, out of panic for food shortage and being trapped in a "survival" situation, I started eating less and less every day. Basically I would have a very simple breakfast plus one meal a day. By August, I had lost around 12 lbs. It was not out of fear anymore. I enjoyed seeing that I have to close the belt buckle at the last hole. Each wear mark on the leather reminding me of how much weight I had lost. Then I started eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner again, with snacks in between. Even worse, aside from the breakfast, I ordered out the rest of my meals and stopped cooking out of sheer laziness. My sleep schedule was absolutely messed up. My life, a sedentary hell as always. I gained all the weight I had lost back, and then some. A couple of days ago I went on the scale and realized that I'm almost 205 lbs. I hated myself. Deeply. I decided to do something about it. A couple of weeks ago I decided to get my sleep schedule back on track. I set my alarm to 730 for every single day of the week, and ever since I've been waking at or before that hour regardless of when I went to bed the night before. This made me automatically tired and sleepy around midnight every night. I don't need naps during the day anymore. My circadian rhythm seems to be back on track. Yesterday, I decided to start 16:8 intermittent fasting. Eating between 8 AM to 4 PM (usually breakfast and one meal, maybe some snacks in between), and fasting for the rest (nothing but water, maybe sugar free gum). I'm at 198 lbs currently, and am really trying to maintain the IF and my corrected sleep schedule until I can get to my desired weight: 165 lbs. That's how much I weighed when I was 20. Girls found me way more attractive than they do now, even though from other aspects I think I looked horrendous (facial hair, hairstyle, clothing, etc.) Pitiful motive? Maybe. But there's also the fact that diabetes runs on both sides of my family. I do not want to get diabetes. So sweeties and diabetes, those are my motives (dumb joke... sorry! I'm deep in hell crawling my way out let me have that). I hope to add some minimal exercise to the mix too, once I've made a solid habit of my IF and sleep schedule. Sorry if this was a long-winded post. I don't post often on reddit. But this post is necessary for me. I want to put it out there that I'm trying hard to hate my lifestyle less. Any comments or any help from anyone who is or has been through the same journey would be immensely appreciated. Much love ❤️
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