I was obsessed with losing weight and wanting to love my body again-
but I was also obsessed with using food for comfort.
I was obsessing from the moment I woke up- until the moment I went to bed- all these thoughts circulating through my mind:
“I’m so fat, I need to lose weight. I hate my body.”
"I don't want anyone to see me, I don't want to look in the mirror"
Untagging and deleting pictures like a maniac, trying on 100 outfits only to end up staying inside, avoiding going out and seeing people, I felt like everyone was judging me. I was even distancing myself from my loved ones.
It started to (literally) eat away at my confidence, my mood, my energy…..and my health.
I was a prisoner in my own body. Hating the way I looked and yet no matter what I did- I LITERALLY COULD NOT LOSE WEIGHT. I had developed such a roller coaster of emotions around food- guilt, shame, pleasure, reward.
I wasn’t living my life to the fullest because my weight was holding me back. I felt hopeless.