Anonymous wrote:I'm taking them and I've never been overweight. But I've spent a lifetime dieting, counting calories, and being hungry all in the pursuit of staying slim. It's a constant battle. And judging by the hundreds of pages of posts on this "diet and exercise" board, it's a battle many of us share.
I started weight loss drugs wanting to drop a few vanity pounds. The pounds melted off quickly, but the biggest benefit has been that the food obsession, the calorie counting, the guilt around eating, the hunger...it's all gone. I was watching my daughter's golf tournament recently alongside another mom, who'd purchased a grilled cheese for her kid. The kid said she no longer wanted it, so the mom opened the box and started nibbling it. "I shouldn't be having this..." she murmured. "But I had an apple for breakfast today, and we're walking 18 holes...so I'm treating myself. I really do need to lose ten pounds though...but we've got a few months before summer..."
And I thought, God, we women are all the same. Constantly battling with ourselves about what we should eat and the consequences of everything we eat on our weight. Fighting off hunger. Considering deprivation to be a triumph.
Since I started the meds, I am just eating to nourish myself and that's it. It is so awesome and revolutionary for me, after spending 30 years (ever since about age 13) thinking about food and its impact on my weight. Of course, on the meds, I remain interested in eating well and I am eating well. In fact, I'm eating healthier than I ever have, because my desire for processed junk food is gone. It is absolutely crazy that this med has changed my thinking entirely. I am exercising with joy, I'm eating balanced meals, and I am fighting absolutely not at ALL with myself anymore about what I'm going to eat or what I'm going to try not to eat.
As I said, I've always been slim anyway...but not without a whole lot of torture, self-hate, hunger and obsession. I definitely could have become obese except that being thin was always super important to me, so I was willing to torture myself to achieve that - willing to fight every damn day against cravings and hunger. I decided to take the meds because I was tired of fighting. And now I am just so happy. I don't have to fight anymore.
After all that, you don’t understand that eating just an apple breakfast will leave you famished and unable to resist the leftover grilled cheese? So lame.