For reference, 33M, highest weight 449, currently roughly 395. Lots of history of weight loss battles but this experience was a first.
I don't want to push what's working or not working for me, but I recently got put on the medication Topamax for Binge Eating Disorder. It isn't a fix all but it helps me look at food more objectively instead of obsessively.
But about 3 weeks ago I started doing keto, my first real diet since getting my mental health in check, and I noticed I don't live for the next cheat meal. Temptation is def still there, but more manageable.
But last night the biggest and most unexpected motivation came to me. I usually have nightmares if anything at all, but last night I dreamt I was happy with myself. Probably smaller. I don't know how much smaller, definitely not a model, but I have a vivid memory of looking in a mirror and being happy with the progress I saw. It was the greatest feeling ever. And different from most dreams you'd wake up from, the good feeling kept going after I woke up and realized it was a dream.
I wonder if my body just rested well enough after so long that this was it's way of rewarding itself. It was nice to get a little reward along this long ass road that I still have plenty left to cover. I look forward to the next time.
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