Early 20s/Male/Fairly Tall. SW: 357lbs. CW: 304lbs. GW: 240lbs.
I've been a chubby kid for as long as I could remember and being active, or trying to be, never worked. I had an abusive childhood and used food as a crutch forever. When I got older I made excuses because my mom was fat too that it just ran in the family and I would always be like that. I hate myself, I had/have low self esteem partly because of it and hated eating at restaurants because I always felt like people were looking at me and judging.
I started this year determined to be better. I wasn't at my worst, that was when I was wearing 4XLT shirts and bordering on size 48 pants, but I was still very obese. I joined a gym, started working out regularly and eating less. I maintain that I was eating pretty health at home, it's just I would eat too much and go out 1-2x a week. I have been drinking mostly (80+%) water for 4 years, no red meat, etc. I was also doing ok at the gym but wasn't really keeping notes about weight loss or sizing.
Then Covid hit. I continued going for a bit until I came down with flu-like symptoms right as Covid started spiking here in the US. I don't believe it was Covid but I have no way of knowing as it was impossible to get a test at the time. The thought of having it and the pain I was in sent me into a depression - something I'm very prone too. My eating dropped from 3000-3500 calories a day (est.) to literally just a bowl of applesauce, cup of noodles and tea twice a day. Once I recovered I noticed that I wasn't eating as much and thought my stomach and shrunk. So for about a week I was doing great... until it felt like the bottom opened up of my stomach and was turning back into an open pit. For the first time in my life I exuded self control and carried on. A few days later it stopped. Since then I've been eating less and less. I don't go back for seconds or, as I did often for pasta, thirds. I felt full eating about 2200 calories a day. That continued dropping, and dropping. Finally I started using a calorie counter and paying more attention to what I was putting in my body and how much. I began weighing and measuring portions. I've switched out a lot of carbs for more friendly options or cut them out entirely. I would go through a gallon or more of 1% milk in a week. I've stopped drinking it. I hated the taste of eggs and oatmeal. Now they're 90% of my first meal. Oh yeah, I dropped to eating two meals a day and doing intermittent fasting.
The result? The shirts I wore to the gym just 6 months ago that I felt like I may pop out of now fit me like a a 5X used to. My 5X sleeping shirts I wore for comfort to bed are so loose it feels more like a piece of cloth draped around. Pants? Size 40 and underwear I'm down from XL to L. I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm happier. I'm thinner. My face is slender. I have a FREAKING NECK I never knew about. I went from tettering on the Obese/Extreme Obesity line to flirting with the Overweight crowd.
I have just over 60lbs to go to my goal. I've set it where I think I won't look too taunt but I'll be just inside the 'overweight' category.
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