Confession time: when I started both my weight loss and personal healing journeys, I did so with a severely flawed premise, that this process would somehow transform me into who I might have been. I spent so much time thinking about the impacts of trauma, my childhood, and the various impacts of my weight, so …
A couple of weeks ago, I took the huge step of meeting a wonderful friend for drinks and appetizers. In a restaurant. With other humans. It was both nerve-wracking and awesome, the first time I had been in a restaurant in more than a year and a half. But that’s not the point of this …
When you start a journey through your messed up psyche, you have to be prepared to stumble on some ugly truths about yourself. Or maybe not so much stumble upon as be smacked in the face by a baseball bat of truth. Gobsmacked, perhaps. Though that makes it seem more comical and less brutally painful. …
So I’ve been forced to conclude that my brain is broken. As I mentioned before, I lost nearly 90 pounds last year. Yay! But over the last two months, I’ve gained about six back. Not cool, but not the end of the world, right? I’ve still lost over 80 pounds, and I’m still working out; …
Disclaimer: These are my thoughts based on my experiences. I in no way feel that I speak for all people who are or have been overweight. Everyone’s story is deeply complex and personal. My issues are mine alone; I speak only for myself. Additionally, I know that not everyone judges others based on their appearance; …