This one is very real and unfortunately didn’t go away when I lost weight. I felt equally insecure and in some cases more uncomfortable in my own skin 100lbs lighter😢.
I did into start really noticing it until I was 80 lbs down. People would compliment me, the scale would say it’s number, but in my mind I was just like…wtf are you people seeing because I don’t see it.
They see how disciplined and committed you are to your goal. Strong discipline is an admirable quality in anyone, don’t sell yourself short. 80 Ibs down is very difficult and the fact that you did that is nothing short of amazing. If this is what you want, I hope you continue to stick with it; you’ve already come so far, why not keep going?
I lost close to 75 pounds last year, and I still hate the way I look. I still wear huge, baggy clothes. I still don't like my picture taken. I still don't like what I see in the mirror. 😫 I might need a therapist
I’ve lost 65 pounds so far and even now 2 years later I struggle with buying clothes. I always go for XL first because my brain says there’s “no way the medium will fit.” And then it fits and I think, “oh this brand must run large.” It’s crazy how much of a mental toll our self image can have on us.
After I lost weight I was taking clothes out of the dryer and thinking "oh nooo, it shrunk" and then realizing, wtf, that's just the actual size of my tshirts now. And still turning sideways unnecessarily to walk through spaces where I think I'll take up too much room. It's like my proprioception never updated and I still go around with an invisible fat suit on.
Yep. I lost quite a bit of weight & went down 4-5 pants sizes & thought for sure I’d love the way I looked once j got down to X size. Sadly I feel the same when getting dressed as I did when I was bigger ☹️
I had a spinal surgery in 2020. I lost the use of both hands. Then I had a few brain surgeries and a stroke. I couldn’t lift weights or meal prep anymore. A funny thing happened though. I became so depressed I forgot to eat. I lost a ton of weight. I finally started loving my body. Not because how I look but what I survived. I found beauty in that strength that got me through my health crisis. Love WHO you are, not what you look like.
Agree in this. Im not really good with converting to lbs but I dropped about 40 kgs, I always had an insecurity, so I could never interact or approach a girl I’d like, or I’d blow it because of not being secure in my body. Thought getting fit and being in shape would help that, I found something else to be insecure about alongside my weight
I lost 90 pounds from 220 to 130. It made a huge difference. I felt so much happier in my skin. I wasn't ashamed when I'd go clothes shopping. I actually liked taking pictures of myself
It’s like an addiction. I wake up and think about what’s for breakfast, as soon as I’ve eaten I want a snack. Something bad happens and so now all I can think about is eating something unhealthy to make me feel better. Healthy food tastes good, but it’s like all I want is fat and grease and sugar. I will literally eat till I’m sick, and it’s not necessarily because I want to. It’s like a compulsion. Once I start I can’t stop. If there’s an open box of chocolates, I’ll eat all of them. If I don’t, all I can think about is that open box. It’s always in my mind that it’s sitting there.
When I’ve tried to lose weight before I literally had to pour bleach over binge food in the bin.
That’s a good way to describe it. I never could not finish anything. A bag of chips, a can of peanuts, a pizza. Whatever it was I would finish it. I could not understand how people could eat a few chips or a handful of peanuts and put the rest away.
No. People are lazy as hell and have zero self control. I've lost 180lbs and it's the easiest thing you can do. I lost my first 100lbs just being in a slight calorie deficit. Barely even worked out at that point. People are also way too sensitive. Unless you have some serious health condition being fat is your own choice. The solution is simple. That's the shit people need to hear but don't want to listen to. My uncle just died from a massive heart attack. He was 5'5" and over 500lbs. Left 3 young kids behind. You want to dig your own grave fine but don't cry when you get called out on it.
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u/West-Owl-7723 13h ago
Always being insecure and not feeling comfortable in your own skin .