skimmilk
New member
Hi everyone. 
As most of you, I've been here for a while and I have decided to make a diary today to help me stay on track. The motivation you are giving to eachother and all the support are amazing! I just couldn't help hopping on board when I found it, so here I am now with my story!
I am 18 and currently right under the obese borderline on the BMI chart. I was always chubby but it was never this serious. I would say that the point of no return for me was when I came back home after finishing my foreign exchange student experience and stepped on my scale. When I saw those 80kgs staring at me I felt like someone slapped me right across my face. In a period of a year I spent away from home I have gained about 15 kilograms! You would think that would really motivate me to change my lifestyle and start losing those pounds wouldn't you? Well, I guess not. I continued eating because I was sad, and I was sad because I ate and it all trapped me in a vicious cycle that was dragging me down further more. On one rainy day I woke up and stepped on the scale. 85.3kilograms. I was always on the heavy side and on a diet for as long as I could remember, but never this big. I felt crushed.
Generally I am a very happy person. Seeing me without a smile on my face or not randomly bursting into song means that something is seriously wrong.
Being pressured with the weight I was carrying I felt sadder than ever before. Smiling and singing were the last things on my mind. I did the last things that would ever be on my mind -- I gave up. I thought that this is stronger that me and that I cannot beat it.
Two months ago I went to get medically checked up and they found all these things wrong with me connected with my weight gain and that was a harsh wake up call for me. I couldn't go on a diet right away because I was taking medication for some of the gastrointestinary problems they've detected but things definately changed in my mind.
I decided it is time to take charge of my life.
I decided to fight.
So here I am now, fighting with the weight that made me a prisoner of my own body. This time my resolution to lose weight is actually coming true. I am doing it and I am not stopping no matter what. No more excuses, no more failures. I am stronger than this and I can win it.
People on this board and their stories are so inspiring to me. When I see their successes it makes me so much more motivated to work harder to achieve my own. I hope that, one day not to long from now, a newbie on here can read my story and feel inspired as well.
I will work hard to make it happen.
I love you all and wish you a good loss today!
p.s. One of the favorite writers of mine said something that really impacted me, so I wanted to share it with you:
As most of you, I've been here for a while and I have decided to make a diary today to help me stay on track. The motivation you are giving to eachother and all the support are amazing! I just couldn't help hopping on board when I found it, so here I am now with my story!
I am 18 and currently right under the obese borderline on the BMI chart. I was always chubby but it was never this serious. I would say that the point of no return for me was when I came back home after finishing my foreign exchange student experience and stepped on my scale. When I saw those 80kgs staring at me I felt like someone slapped me right across my face. In a period of a year I spent away from home I have gained about 15 kilograms! You would think that would really motivate me to change my lifestyle and start losing those pounds wouldn't you? Well, I guess not. I continued eating because I was sad, and I was sad because I ate and it all trapped me in a vicious cycle that was dragging me down further more. On one rainy day I woke up and stepped on the scale. 85.3kilograms. I was always on the heavy side and on a diet for as long as I could remember, but never this big. I felt crushed.
Generally I am a very happy person. Seeing me without a smile on my face or not randomly bursting into song means that something is seriously wrong.
Being pressured with the weight I was carrying I felt sadder than ever before. Smiling and singing were the last things on my mind. I did the last things that would ever be on my mind -- I gave up. I thought that this is stronger that me and that I cannot beat it.
Two months ago I went to get medically checked up and they found all these things wrong with me connected with my weight gain and that was a harsh wake up call for me. I couldn't go on a diet right away because I was taking medication for some of the gastrointestinary problems they've detected but things definately changed in my mind.
I decided it is time to take charge of my life.
I decided to fight.
So here I am now, fighting with the weight that made me a prisoner of my own body. This time my resolution to lose weight is actually coming true. I am doing it and I am not stopping no matter what. No more excuses, no more failures. I am stronger than this and I can win it.
People on this board and their stories are so inspiring to me. When I see their successes it makes me so much more motivated to work harder to achieve my own. I hope that, one day not to long from now, a newbie on here can read my story and feel inspired as well.
I will work hard to make it happen.
I love you all and wish you a good loss today!
p.s. One of the favorite writers of mine said something that really impacted me, so I wanted to share it with you:
"When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too"
Paulo Coelho
Paulo Coelho
smiling once again, gaining confidence as you continue on your
journey!
we can do this!!