I’ve struggled with my weight for as long as I can remember. I was always told I was “too big” or that I need to lose weight, or just plain “fat”.
Sometimes I look back on my photos and see someone who wasn’t necessarily worryingly overweight yet somehow I was made to feel like I was horrendous.
I know I have an unhealthy love hate relationship with food which I am trying to mindfully work on.
To date I have a 43.6% body fat percentage and I need to drop down to 32% to be on the cusp of “acceptable”. It feels I have quite a way to go and I’m finding it difficult to move past the sadness to then kick into gear. All day I mask this sadness and I feel depleted once I can put the mask away.
I don’t know how to start. It’s like every day is day 1. Sometimes day 2 starts then becomes day 1 again. I see or get given food I don’t even want and I eat it.
If anyone has any advice or is keen to be an accountability buddy, I am open to suggestions.
Thank you for reading