Losing weight while super obese, disabled, and mentally ill?

Throwaway account. I don’t really know what I expect to hear; I guess I just want to talk about it.

I am nearly 30 and I have a BMI of 57. I’ve been obese for the past 20 years. It’s strange because I actually hate food—I can name foods I like on one hand. I have neurological issues that make many physical activities extraordinarily difficult or impossible. I also have severe psychiatric issues (hereditary, not related to weight) which have me living with my parents because I can’t take care of myself anymore.

I have been on every diet and used every weight loss method you can think of since I was 9 years old. I’ve gone to counseling, therapists, motivational seminars, taken weight loss pills, etc. My family even made me go to a hypnotist because nothing worked. Fasting was something I did for a while but backfired because I’m okay with not eating, but once I start, I can’t stop. I would finish the 16 hours and then gorge myself uncontrollably.

Then psychiatric medication made me gain 100lbs and now I’m at where I am now. I can’t walk through a grocery store anymore and the insides of my thighs have turned brown permanently because the chafing got so bad when I was still working that the rashes scarred. I can’t even walk around the block because we live at the top of a big hill and I can’t get back up it from the halfway point.

When I counted calories, I’d become so obsessed with them that I planned my day around my calories and would become enraged if plans changed. The only way I’ve ever lost weight with the least stress was to just not eat. I managed to lose about 35lbs when I was a teenager by only eating a few days out of the week. Then I started working in retail and was forced to be so active that I would faint if I didn’t eat. I got so paranoid about food that I missed my own high school prom because part of it was a formal dinner and I was horrified by the thought of being seen eating. The stress from work was also making me go into hours long sobbing sessions with pints of ice cream every day.

I haven’t done that in many years and I’m still gaining weight by tens of pounds yearly. I usually eat twice a day and cut sugary drinks out of my diet 11 years ago. I eat sweets or ice cream maybe once a month. I am so exhausted from living and breathing that I admittedly find it difficult to eat anything that requires preparing or anything that’s too hard to chew or eat. I get unvelievably tired thinking about eating meat off the bone because it requires too much effort. There are some days where I don’t eat because it’s too hard. I’m on stimulants—which don’t help me lose weight—to stop me from sleeping 18 hours a day.

It got so bad in my early 20s that my doctor went looking for something wrong with my organs or hormones. He found that I have a nonfunctioning parathyroid but he said there’s nothing that can be done about that and it wouldnt affect my weight and sleep anyway.

I talked to my doctor (different than the one above) about what to do and it looks like I’ve run out of options. She suggested I get weight loss surgery. My insurance doesn’t cover it. A couple of people in my extended family have had gastric bypass done and weren’t able to maintain long-term weight loss. I’m also wary of doing anything that will affect nutrient absorption because I’m going to be on psychiatric medication for the rest of my life and I don’t want to mess with the way they get absorbed.

I’ve been looking at my options and just feel really miserable about it. Nothing looks like a good option. The “tried and true” methods seem to come with permanent side effects that would make my life even more miserable. Plus, I’d never be able to eat any of my favorite foods again, which is the only thing that makes me even a little happy. The newer methods with fewer side effects either have super suspect scientific backing or can’t be used long term.

I know the adult thing to do is stop caring how I feel and do what will make me look good, but all I can think about is how much worse gastric bypass would make it to live when I’m already barely hanging on. I don’t care about myself enough to really care about the health aspect of weight loss—I’d just like to fit into cute clothes before I die. I’ve gone to counseling and gotten CBT and all that to try to make me care about myself but it made me feel worse than I did when I started.

I’m at a loss for what to do. I feel like I’ve tried everything. I don’t know if everything failed because I lack the positivity and motivation or support system, or if I’m just doomed to be like this forever and have my parents outlive me.

Has anybody managed to go through this same tunnel and come out on the other end? How did you do it?

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2018 has been the year of me. I’ve owned the shit out of it!

M/23/6’0” [422>251=171]

My story is not one of overnight success. I didn’t take a magic pill. My results were not from a fad diet or a product from an infomercial. My journey has been more like a roller coaster ride but heading mostly towards the ups. a few errors, but also a collection of small milestones along the way, eventually leading to more than I ever expected my weight loss journey to be.

My life for as long as I can remember it I’ve always been big, some would say ‘I’ve struggled with my weight’l but in all honesty, it’s very easy to load on the pounds. Unfortunately it became the norm, a running joke. “I’m going on another diet, this time this is it”. Knowing that it would probably result in it lasting for a few weeks, and back to the norm.

Well, New Year arrives, I love a good New Years resolution. Every year “This is the year I lose weight for good”, it almost became just as big a tradition to break it, as it was to make it. However… This was the year I’d finally get my act together.

I knew what I had to do, and how I had to do it, the trouble was actually having the motivation to do what was needed! Strip back the eating, go back to basics, focusing on protein and carb based meals. I love meat, and I love good carbs- pasta, potatoes and rice are some of my favourites, so I always aimed to eat lean meat and carbs, with vegetables occasionally, but I’ve never been a big fan of them, and did not plan on teaching myself to like them. I began eating breakfast, which is something I’d never done before, eating yoghurt set me up for the day and also helped me cut out the snacking. I decided not to allow myself any cheat meals, as from previous experiences, one cheat meal, turned into two, and completely back to square one. Surprisingly I didn’t have a problem with this. I could not miss what I was not eating.

In the first 3 months I was eating extremely cleanly, regularly hitting the gym, I was becoming more and more confident, I’d managed to lose 56lbs in this time. I’d never stuck to a ‘lifestyle change’ for this long before, this was new territory for me and it felt amazing. The people around me were no longer joking that i’d soon fall off the wagon and go back to my old ways, but now spurring me on to reach my target. I’ve never had so much support and it gave me the confidence to crack on and smash this! Which is exactly what I’d go on to do!

In the following 3 months I’d lost an impressive 52lbs. Although I was not going to the gym regularly, the weight continued to drop off. My self confidence was improving daily and the support from those closest to me was only improving to! The key was clean eating, I’d not cheated and I was so happy with my progress. Cooking fresh food had never been so tasty.

I’d lost 40lbs between July and September, although i was losing weight at a slightly slower rate than the first 6 months, nothing would stop me from reaching my goal!

23lbs lost between October and me writing this. Easily the most difficult part of the year, celebrating birthdays and Christmas. In the last week of November i had my first gain of the year! 1lb gain, but enough to knock me back, I’d realised I’d began to relax slightly, but knowing this caused me to go straight back to basics and prevent it for spiralling out of control, this was solved with a 3lb loss two weeks later to get me to where i am now. The happiest i have ever been, more confident than ever before!

I’ve kicked 2018’s Ass, 2019- I’m coming for you!!

Attached is a link to my transformation picture, two work Christmas parties, exactly 1 year apart! Progress Pic

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Eighty Pounds Down: Reflections from the Last Nine Months

March 20, 2018: the day I realized I genuinely hated the person I had become.

On that day, I weighed about 253 pounds (I didn’t have a scale at that time, so I was going by what I weighed at my last doctor’s appointment – could have been more or less), I was completely unfit, and I was a mental and emotional mess. Before this day, I thought I was fine, but a perfect storm of problems came onto me at once, and it really showed that there was a list of things wrong with me. My subsequent breakdown, which led to me crying to a close friend about not being in a good state to travel to meet her after having the trip planned and booked for close to a year was (and still is) the lowest moment of my life.

However, I’ve come to realize that day was a blessing in disguise. I knew exactly what was wrong with me, and I had to take the steps to fix what ailed me. The stakes went up exponentially about a month later when my grandfather passed away due to a litany of weight-related issues. His passing was the biggest kick in the ass I needed. If I didn’t get my body into a state of healthiness, I was going to be following his path to eventual sickness and death. That was a fate that I, as a 26 year old, did not want to have fall on me.

Today is December 16, 2018, and I have lost about 80 pounds since that March day, with another ten or so left until I hit my final goal of 160 pounds. Today I also ran my second competitive 5k and finished in 27:30. As I was driving back home from having brunch after the 5k, I started to reflect on the last nine months, and I can confidently say that I’ve learned more in that time period than I have during any other period of my life. I’ve also experienced a huge number of changes that I will briefly talk about.

But first, I feel that reflecting would be most beneficial to all of you because it shows what I’ve learned, and what you should know when you undertake a weight-loss journey (no matter if you want to lose ten pounds, 100, or any other quantity).

I’m going to start with the one that really hurts the most, but is the most important: weight-loss is NOT a cure-all. Please don’t get me wrong, weight-loss will do absolute wonders on your physical health (and potentially mental health, which I will discuss later on). However, it will not fix everything. When I started my weight-loss journey, I also started meeting with a therapist to help me through my anxiety, which was affecting me more than I had realized. Much like my working with a therapist, you may (and likely will) realize that the path of self-betterment involves more than dropping weight, whether that entails undergoing therapy, being prescribed medication for a physical or mental condition, or confronting other demons in your life.

Knowing and accepting this is a major part of your journey, which also leads to my next reflection: you MUST remain realistic. The weight is not going to go away overnight, all of your problems will not be solved by weight loss, and you must remain patient and trust the process because it does absolutely work, but only if you stick with it. Another bitter pill to swallow: weight control isn’t a short-term undertaking; it goes until the moment you die. If you think you’re home-free after you lose the weight, you are completely wrong and are already setting yourself up for failure down the road.

Yes, I know the last couple paragraphs were very blunt, and that was by design to stress the seriousness of the first two points. This one may seem blunt, but there’s some light to this one. The point is that you WILL slip-up during this journey. There will be days where you go over your calorie limit (sometimes by a substantial amount). However, that is absolutely ok! Not only can we learn from these days, but they are also beneficial because (at least in my case) they boost metabolism once you go back to your deficit. Also, psychologically you need cheat days/meals so you don’t go crazy…it’s as simple as that. When you have a slip-up (not “if” because it absolutely will happen), just take it in stride, learn from it, and get right back on the wagon.

So let’s switch gears and talk about how I lost my extra weight. First and foremost, it was by following the CICO principle. For those of you new to this subreddit (and if you are, welcome!), CICO simply means “calories in, calories out.” If you eat less calories than you burn a day, you’ll lose weight. If you do the opposite…you get the idea. As far as eating goes, that is about it. I didn’t cut carbs out, I didn’t do the fat-free thing, I didn’t go paleo, or any of the other strategies many of you have successfully employed. For me, this boiled down to one thing: sustainability. Personally, following CICO allowed me to make an easily sustainable change because I wasn’t restricting WHAT I was eating, but just HOW MUCH. As I followed this, I also became friends with vegetables, gaining both a taste for them and a knowledge of how healthy and filling they can be. I also started to learn about macros and how to incorporate them effectively for both exercise and satiation purposes. As for exercise, I’ve been involved in martial arts, running, and recently strength training. Not only are they good for fitness, but they are also fantastic stress relievers. Besides, in my opinion, exercise and fitness are starting to become less of a thing I HAVE to do and more of a thing I WANT to do…may even be becoming a hobby.

All that in the previous paragraph said, I also realize that the methods that I employed may not work for you, or you may wish to follow a different plan. And you know what? That is a perfectly acceptable answer. The weight-loss problem has a huge number of correct solutions, and the only way you will find what works for you is to experiment. Once you find what works for you, you will instantly know and be able to stick with it. You just need to make sure that the method you choose is sustainable not only through weight-loss, but into maintenance. Sustainability is the number one factor in choosing a weight-loss method, and it must remain number one forever.

“Blah, blah, blah, u/Coffee_Flavor_Coffee, I don’t care about the wall of text above! What changes have you experienced?”

Well…my shirt size went from XXL to M, my pant size went from 36x30 to 30x30 (depending on the store), my belly fat is almost gone (working on strength training for that), I am in the best shape I’ve ever been, and my personal confidence is the highest it’s ever been. As for extra skin, still unsure as I still have a bit of belly fat, but I think I’ll end up with a little bit. Yes, I know the changes were short and to-the-point, but I more wanted this post to be reflective. If you want to discuss more specific changes, either comment on this or DM me please. Also, I may post progress pics soon - unsure when.

As for the future, I’m close to entering maintenance, which will certainly be a challenge, but it is a new challenge that I am beyond ready and excited for.

If you have any questions that I did not answer, need encouragement, or are seeking an accountability partner, please feel absolutely free to either comment or DM me. I am always willing to talk about my experience in more detail, provide advice, be a listening ear (or reading eye?), coach you through your journey, or anything else.

To all of you who are starting the journey, currently on the journey, almost done losing, or in maintenance, you are absolutely amazing, and you are showing a tremendous amount of courage on one of the most difficult endeavors you could ever undertake. On the good days, bad days, and those in between, keep your head up because I have faith that you will succeed in your journey and accomplish your goals!

TL;DR: You know what, I just spent a good deal of time putting this together from the heart. Just take five minutes and please read it. Thank you.

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I can feel the rage burning inside of me. This is my pledge.

This post is a pledge to myself. There is no I can succeed anymore. There is only I will succeed,

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TL;DR: 30 ibs lost. Lost the love of my life, all my friends and I'm really far from my family. But today, I'm fucking done playing around. I'm gonna reach my goal and I'm gonna reach it fast.

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Most people talk about the future, but I'll talk about my past, present and future. It's not conventional, but I prefer it that way. I need to share everything with someone right now. I may be harsh on myself, but do not worry this is only pure motivation. This may not be a good option to read this if you haven't started your journey. You may skip at the weight loss section in that case. I don't want to project my shame of myself on you.

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My story:

I have been overweight for as long as I can remember. I was a really active kid though; playing a lot of sports and biking a lot. Many years later, now that I leave alone, I realize that my mother may be one of the best cook in existence. To put it simply I was overeating too often. There were really no limit to what I could eat and even if it was home cooked, most of it was really rich and high in calories. Around the age of 10, things got out of hand when I started playing video games like crazy. That was literally the only thing I was doing during this period. Nothing else. I got pretty obese at this time. But at least I was at least still taking swimming courses once a week. But this was obliviously not enough to be in shape.

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At around 14 years old, I don't exactly remember where that came from, but I started to take the first course required to become a lifeguard. I have always loved swimming and since I was done with all of the red cross swimming courses, it was a natural progression for me. It was the start of a good era. The very next summer I got a job at a camping where I would be a lifeguard for the next 8 years (there was a derogation at the time allowing me to work even though I was not 16). It was 3 to 4 days a week, but soon enough I started to want more hours. So the owner offered me to do manual labor on the site for 3 days a week and do 2-3 days at the swimming pool. I believe I started to loose weight at this time, but during the year I would gain it back since it was only a summer job.

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At around 15 years old, I started to train more seriously to be able to do the National Lifeguard course when I would reach 16 in march of the same year, since it's the minimal age to pass it. It was a good motivation since I would get a 2$ per hour increase at the camping. So I passed it that year and was now earning something like 14$ an hour. I was now swimming 2-3 times a week and I lost a bunch of weight, but was still eating too much so I was still considered overweight. The next summer, I worked my ass off and continued to be more active. The following year, I signed up for many sporting clubs like swimming, badminton, ski, table tennis. My schedule was really full: every lunch break I had an activity and most of the time I had one during the evening too. During the weekend I was often going to competition and I reached provincial or even national level in these sports.

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It's funny when I think back that I didn't know I was attractive. In my head I was still the overweight guy that people liked for his jokes. I remember to this day the first time I picked a girl out. I was not expecting anything, but I started chatting with a girl when I was working at the pool. I made a couple jokes and she laughed. She was incredibly attractive and as usual I though I had no chance, you know? I though I was fat and ugly. I saw her again during the evening when my shift was done and we walked around the site. I showed her my tent trailer and said a bad joke about all the action that was happening in it. She said she was not believing me.. Me, not even thinking about it, said that it was nothing compared to what I could do to her that night. After a little more talking, she excused herself for about an hour saying that she needed to go see her parents. One hour later there was a knock on my door and I lost my virginity to one of the best looking girl I have ever seen. This was one of the happiest period of my life; I started to get really in shape, I had money, I had really good grades and I had a good family. And oh my god, I was able to have sex with nice girls. Oh, my, god. It was mind blowing for me. It lasted I would say 3-4 years. It hurts to share it with you guys, but here is one pic of me during that year:

https://imgur.com/a/prHFtWU

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College+university+job:

During college I gained a little weight, but there was still mandatory physical courses that helped me stay kind of healthy. I moved away from my parents at the time, but it didn't help me much since I started to order pizza way too often. But you know, I don't think I was weighting more than 210-220. It's fat, but not that bad for a 5''11 guy. I also started to play too much video game again during this period. After 2 years I was done and applied to uni.

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Things got worse during university. I got accepted in pharmacology and it was pretty hard. I started thinking in a way that it is ok to temporally sacrifice some part of my life to succeed. I regret it to this day. I was drinking 3 nights a week to vent out the stress. The rest of time time I was either in class or studying. I was eating like a fucking pig almost exclusively on food delivery. and fast food. Thinking back I cannot be more ashamed of myself. There is no meaning in lying to myself at this point, I could have avoided this. I would estimate I got close to 300 pounds during these 3 years.

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After I got my degree it didn't get any better. By that time I was doing 0 exercise and continued to eat shit food. The worst thing is that I started as a financial counselor on the road. So most my meals during the day were burgers and fries. I got up to 360 pounds that year. But there was something really positive that happened to me during that time; I met a girl that was doing the same job. We rapidly became best friends. It was awesome. We had so much interests in common, it was crazy. 6 months later we started dating. It was magical. Nothing compared to any one night stand I have been doing during the summer. However, I must say it was a really shitty job and we were both struggling financially. I then applied for a job in another city in the pharmaceutical industry and got it. She also applied and got a better one too. However, our job were 2 hours away from each other and we started a long distance relationship. We didn't really mind it at first, since she was working 10 hours shifts 4 days a weak, so she had no free time during these days and had 3 days off that we could see each others. The next summer was magical; we were earning really good money and we were like melting into each others. I would say she is really out of my league and that I was really surprised she would date me. A couple ago she started to exercise more and I kinda picked up the hint that she was worrying about me. So 2 months ago I started dieting and 6 weeks ago I started working out. I'm ashamed of it, but here is a pic of me weighting 360 before starting 2 months ago:

https://imgur.com/a/qUTB9QI

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Breakup:

Not long ago I made a post seeking advice on reddit. I'll not go over it again, it is still too hard. It describes how much I love her and I was extremely sad, but if you are still interested here it is:

https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship_advice/comments/9trdvp/im_24m_hurt_and_unsure_if_my_gf_25f_really_wish/?utm_source=reddit-android

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Two weeks after this post which is 2 weeks ago, she left me. When I asked why, she said she didn't love me anymore. She cried a lot while saying that. I still don't believe her to this day. I asked her if we could still be be friends, since we have so much fun together and she said it would be better to never see each others again. She still agreed to see each others one last time (I really forced her hand) so she could answer my questions.

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During the whole relationship we never fought, this is so weird. The past two weeks has been hell for me. I still really think she is the one, THE ONE. But it's too late now. I know by a friend of her that she is already seeing another guy (friend with benefits) to fill the void. It is still really fucking dark in my life; my family is 6 hours away, I left all my friends behind for the new job and I lost the love of my life permanently.

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I'm really lucid at the moment and it is the first day that I'm kinda joyful for the past month. I though a LOT about this, and I think 2 majors factors played a role in the story. First, even if we though it wouldn't, I think the distance really was hard for her. She couldn't live with it. Second, I was so much overweight that even if she did her best to ignore it, it was affecting her. She also confirmed me that it was one of the factor the night I saw her. She is really pretty and there was a couple times other girls would make fun of her for dating me. Even if on the surface she was raging, I know that deep down it affected her. I know she was not that much attracted to me physically even if the sex was awesome (ending in her shaking from her orgasms). In the long run, I think it was a problem. Reddit, it is not superficial, physical attraction is a really important part of a relationship. I felt destroyed when I heard she was already fucking someone else, but I cannot hate her for it and I will love her for the rest of my life.

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So here I am. I have never been more lonely in my entire life. However, today I'm feeling good and I feel a little better. My wounds will heal, I know that now.

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The weight loss:

But hey, this is not the story of me behind sad. This may sound bad, but I have never hated myself more than today. I REALLY HATE MYSELF. I hate the fact that I can't do competitive sports anymore, that I can't get cute girls, that I lost my girlfriend, that I lost my friends for a job, that my family is far away and that I'm alone. The past week I have been lurking this sub and it really motivated me. I also checked the channel FatMeetsFire on youtube. I'm done guys, I'm really fucking done. I deserve to be happy again and to love myself and I'm ready to go beyond what is possible to achieve this. So here is my progress, starting 8 weeks ago (these are not exact numbers, but it looks more pretty this way):

Week 0:

• weighting 360 on the scale (exact number).

2 first weeks:

• 5 pounds lost, weighting approx. 355 at the end.
• Checked some menus online and stopped going to restaurants.

Week 2 to week 4:

• 5 pounds lost, weighting approx. 350 at the end.
• Started swimming again, 2-3 times a week, for 1h.
• Went to the doctor to get a complete checkup. My testosterone was low, but everything else was fine. She weighted me at 352.

Week 4 to week 6:

• 10 pounds lost, weighting approx. 340 at the end.
• Hired a a professional fitness coach that built a program for me.
• Weight lifting 3 times a week, swimming 3 times a week.

Week 5:

• 5 pounds lost, weighting approx. 335 at the end.
• Lost my love that weekend. Started to do CICO with 1000 calories.

Week 6 (ending today):

• 5 pounds lost, weighting 330 at the end (exact number on the scale).
• 3x 1h weight lifting, started running 30 mins (walking most of it) after each one.
• 3x 1h swimming.
• 1x 30mins running only.
• CICO at 1000 cal.

Conclusion:

Reddit, I know most of you will think this is not an healthy weight loss, that it is too fast. But at this point it's the only thing I have left and I woke up so happy about it this morning. I felt healthier and stronger. I feel less sad about my ex and I'm determined to show her what I can become. I'm not doing it for her, but I know it will satisfy me to do it. I know she will react to me publishing a nice picture on facebook... I want abs too. I think this is one of my dream actually. Yesterday I also fixed a real goal; to get under 200 pounds. It will take time, surely more than a year since I don't think I can manage to loose fat as fast for the entire process, but I'm so convinced that I will do it, it's crazy. It's like I'm ready to explode; I don't feel alone today. It's like if there is lava in my vein; I'm furious during the workout and give my 300%. I actually want to feel pain to know my muscles did a good job. This is my dream. I wanna be fit. And you know what? I'll never settle again for it. I'll achieve it. And when I'm done I'll find new dreams and will never settle again. It feels good to share it with someone, even if we don't know each others. Thank you so much for reading this.

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WHEN I'll reach that goal, I will buy myself a motorbike and a tattoo. I'm done. I'm doing it. This is my pledge to myself. Watch me.

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Why is my weight dancing around the same 2 kgs?

Hello!

My name is Mikael and I've been on an on and off weight loss since January 2017. I started at 116 kg, dropped to 103 in 5 months and then over a year I gained back 8kg until August this year, when I gave it a proper try again.

Over the past 2 months I've been losing and gaining the same 2 kgs back and fourth (110 - 108). It's been extremely frustrating and I honestly don't know why.

Heres a graph of the entire journey

I'm 16 and currently attending college. My current diet has me eating 2000 cals a day with 205 grams of carbs as a limit. I excercise about 2 times a week excluding my average 5000ish steps a day. I stress a moderate amount, not due to assignments or tests, just due to the enviroment I'm put in aswell as my past, basicly I have aspergers and my previous school was a lot smaller.

When I was losing 1 kg a week I had a diet of 2300 cals a day with unlimited carbs. I exercised 3 times a week and usually waled 7500 steps a day. I was also still growing quite rapidly, something that may have helped.

Anyone experienced similar long period, when averaged, plataues (don't know the spelling)?

I'd be grateful for any help and please ask if theres something you need to know for to assess the situation.

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Research Shows: Don't Tell (Most) People Your Weight Loss Goals

Telling other people your goals can lead to lower success rates. It might seem harmless but research shows otherwise… many new year goals are identity focused. People want to influence the concept of who they are in both their own mind and others. By telling others what they want to accomplish, part of their identity goal is already obtained. This outcome then lowers the likelihood of achieving the goal.

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I switched to keeping quiet about my goals a few years back and I’ve seen powerful results. If I’m serious about reaching a goal, you won’t hear about it until I’m well along the way to achieving it. Although, there's a caveat to keeping quiet… it’s good to tell other people when they can help you achieve your goals. For example, if you want to get in shape, tell a personal trainer and then ask for steps to make it happen. Also, posting on this subreddit might break the mold IF other subscribers can help you stay motivated.

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Let's talk about professional help

I don't see many people talking about professional help on /r/loseit. I guess not everyone needs it, but I've found it to be very beneficial in my journey. Here are some of the professionals who can help you lose weight.

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Therapist - Especially if you're more than 100 lbs overweight, there are likely emotional problems contributing to your weight. I truly believe nobody reaches 400 or 600 lbs just because they love the taste of cake and burgers. Also, if you regularly binge eat (eat large quantities with an out of control feeling), overexercise to punish yourself, or relate to any eating disorder red flags, it might be a good idea to go in. Anorexia isn't the only eating disorder out there. Binge eating disorder and bulimia are real and they can affect people who are not thin.

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Dietitian - They can be very helpful, especially if you were never taught about healthy eating habits as a kid. They can also help you set a realistic calorie and macro target that is right for you. They can help you with any sticking points you encounter along the way. They can also set you up for success by creating a 'maintenance plan' to transition you away from needing their services.

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Your Doctor - Don't discount your regular doctor as a valuable person in your weight loss journey. They can perform checkups to make sure you are healthy, order bloodwork, etc. If you are so inclined, you can also ask about a medically supervised very low calorie diet. These have been shown to be very effective in helping people lose weight and keep it off. They can also prescribe medications to prevent gallstones if you are losing weight fast.

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Personal Trainer - I truly believe everyone who lifts weights needs to visit a personal trainer for at least one visit to make sure their form is correct. You can permanently injure yourself by lifting with improper form. Other than that, they can also be good long term to help you with motivation, identify weaknesses in your training that you might not notice, etc.

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Are there any other professionals you can think of that I haven't mentioned? Any thoughts on this topic? Please feel free to share.

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