sad_girl
New member
Hi, everyone. I am new here and generally new to this kind of stuff, but I need to share my feelings and struggles somewhere and also my plans and hopes
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I am 25 years old and I've struggled with weight almost my whole life. Even though I had maybe 5-10 kg (11-22 lbs) to lose, in my mind I was a whale and it stopped to do a lot of stuff in my life. For example, I didn't go to my prom because I thought I was too fat to go and that people would stare and laugh at me.
But in the last year, things got out of control. During the quarantine, I was living with my boyfriend and his parents, I was far away from my parents and that situation and isolation was really hard on me. I didn't know how to deal with my emotions and difficult situations, so I ate and drank a lot, almost every day. I've gained so much weight, none of my clothes fit anymore, and I mean literally none. I am too afraid to step on a scale and I probably won't do in in the near future. I can't go anywhere (I am working from home) because I am too embarrassed and I don't have anything to wear and don't want to go and buy fat clothes. I feel awful in my skin, so uncomfortable I sometimes want to bang my head against the wall. Even though all of those difficult situations are solved, we moved out, I found a job, I have only 2 exams to finish college, I can't seem to motivate myself to change those things I hate. I've started a million times and didn't succeed.
And today, I started again and decided to share my story here. I've decided to count calories, take walks and try to be mentally strong and finally start living a life. I don't won't to spend my life hiding my body. But first of all, I have to try to change myself and start loving myself. I am sick of this "my weight defines me" attitude.
So, in conclusion, day 1.
Thank you for your time, any advice and feedback are welcome.
P.S.
Sorry for my English.
I am 25 years old and I've struggled with weight almost my whole life. Even though I had maybe 5-10 kg (11-22 lbs) to lose, in my mind I was a whale and it stopped to do a lot of stuff in my life. For example, I didn't go to my prom because I thought I was too fat to go and that people would stare and laugh at me.
But in the last year, things got out of control. During the quarantine, I was living with my boyfriend and his parents, I was far away from my parents and that situation and isolation was really hard on me. I didn't know how to deal with my emotions and difficult situations, so I ate and drank a lot, almost every day. I've gained so much weight, none of my clothes fit anymore, and I mean literally none. I am too afraid to step on a scale and I probably won't do in in the near future. I can't go anywhere (I am working from home) because I am too embarrassed and I don't have anything to wear and don't want to go and buy fat clothes. I feel awful in my skin, so uncomfortable I sometimes want to bang my head against the wall. Even though all of those difficult situations are solved, we moved out, I found a job, I have only 2 exams to finish college, I can't seem to motivate myself to change those things I hate. I've started a million times and didn't succeed.
And today, I started again and decided to share my story here. I've decided to count calories, take walks and try to be mentally strong and finally start living a life. I don't won't to spend my life hiding my body. But first of all, I have to try to change myself and start loving myself. I am sick of this "my weight defines me" attitude.
So, in conclusion, day 1.
Thank you for your time, any advice and feedback are welcome.
P.S.
Sorry for my English.
At what point does modesty become lying?