Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My husband passed suddenly when I was 29. I gained 20 pounds in the 6 months after (I was slightly underweight to begin with though). I held onto that weight for the next 1.5 years, telling myself my body just needed it and it’s how it’s going to be. Then I got tired of feeling stuffed into my clothes. I hadn’t been in the mood to shop since he died, so my clothes were all from 20 pounds prior.
I lost 12 pounds in 12 weeks with very minimal effort - no change in my exercise, just tracked macros. I maintained that loss for the holiday month, then lost another 6 pounds in January. It was so easy to do and I felt so good again that I beat myself up for the year and a half I was so heavy.
Reflecting on it now, I needed that freedom. I needed to eat a pint of ice cream and cry sometimes. I needed to order dinner because I was just too worn down to make it to the grocery store after work. I needed to spend a day making cupcakes with my niece. My life went through a major change and I prioritized things that healed me mentally.
You had kids and needed to focus your energy on them and on enjoying those moments. If it took a few years for you to find a space in your life where you could tackle the weight, that’s fine. Be proud of yourself for doing it and continue to live well.
Sorry for your loss. I can totally relate to this story. I did not lose a loved one but went through a series of very stressful events and life changes over the last three years and despite having been a formerly very fit person I just could not get my act together and the weight kept creeping up. Two months ago I finally felt ready to find my former self, hired a coach and started working on those 20 extra pounds I accumulated (almost 10 down now). Before that I just was not ready. OP, you might have been in the same spot. Losing weight requires focus and yours was elsewhere in the past few years. Celebrate what you have achieved instead of beating yourself up.
Anonymous wrote:My husband passed suddenly when I was 29. I gained 20 pounds in the 6 months after (I was slightly underweight to begin with though). I held onto that weight for the next 1.5 years, telling myself my body just needed it and it’s how it’s going to be. Then I got tired of feeling stuffed into my clothes. I hadn’t been in the mood to shop since he died, so my clothes were all from 20 pounds prior.
I lost 12 pounds in 12 weeks with very minimal effort - no change in my exercise, just tracked macros. I maintained that loss for the holiday month, then lost another 6 pounds in January. It was so easy to do and I felt so good again that I beat myself up for the year and a half I was so heavy.
Reflecting on it now, I needed that freedom. I needed to eat a pint of ice cream and cry sometimes. I needed to order dinner because I was just too worn down to make it to the grocery store after work. I needed to spend a day making cupcakes with my niece. My life went through a major change and I prioritized things that healed me mentally.
You had kids and needed to focus your energy on them and on enjoying those moments. If it took a few years for you to find a space in your life where you could tackle the weight, that’s fine. Be proud of yourself for doing it and continue to live well.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Therapy? Do t mean to be snarky, but you were angry at yourself before succeeding and now you’re pissed that you’ve succeeded, just sounds like someone with low self-esteem. Try to dump that self-hatred along with the weight. IT weighs you down mentally and also interferes with your goals. Good luck OP and congratulations!
Also, how tall are you? Even at your starting weight you were not THAT heavy. Time to reset your expectations.
Anonymous wrote:Therapy? Do t mean to be snarky, but you were angry at yourself before succeeding and now you’re pissed that you’ve succeeded, just sounds like someone with low self-esteem. Try to dump that self-hatred along with the weight. IT weighs you down mentally and also interferes with your goals. Good luck OP and congratulations!