Hi! So I’ve always been on the thicker side, never thin never overweight either. When I started university I gained some weight, but the last year of uno killed me and I was so stressed that I started losing weight. First it was a couple of lbs, then it started being more and more until I was weighing 94lbs (before then the skinniest I had been was 110lbs). I started to love the feeling of being empty and there were days when I didn’t even eat anything. Everyone was telling me how jealous they were of my weight loss and asking for tips. I felt on top of the world. That was when it was peak pandemic time, but as I got skinnier I wanted to keep losing more and more weight, until the point where I didn’t get my period for months and my hair was falling out. After a while I realized how unhealthy I was being and started to force myself to eat more. Just a few bites I told myself. Then I couldn’t stop myself. That was 2 years ago. Over the past two years I’ve gained 44lbs. I’m 5’0ft, so short as fuck. I’m officially overweight and the worse part is that when I was basically anorexic people kept praising me on how good I looked, and now that I’m overweight people keep reminding me how good I used to look. I feel alone, sad , angry and discouraged even though I joined a gym a month ago. I have a trip coming up which I would love to enjoy but all I can think about is how I will look in a bikini. Anyway I don’t know what the point of this post is. Maybe to vent. Maybe to know I’m not alone. And maybe so others that might be feeling this way too don’t feel as lonely as I do.
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