I was looking for a ‘booyah’ gif to start this blog post off with, but they all make it seem like I’m bragging or gloating. And that is not what this post is about. Don’t get me wrong, I am damn proud of myself, but this post is about sharing a bit of my journey and maybe even inspiring someone to do the same.
I have lost 10.3kgs to date.
As I mentioned in the beginning of this post, I am very happy with my results thus far and 10kgs is a huge milestone for me. But what I have gained on this journey outweighs the weight that I have lost (I am just full of puns today).
I have some of my confidence back. I walk down the street with my head held a little higher than usual. I am no longer walking around trying to blend into the crowd; scared that I may bump into someone I know. It’s not just because I feel better about the way I look, it’s because I am not carrying the shame around anymore. The shame of trying to solve my problems with food, the shame of eating in secret, the shame of eating to the point where my body can’t take it anymore, the shame of forcing food down my throat in an attempt to force down emotions, to keep them buried deep down inside. I feel like a tremendous weight (here I go again) has been lifted. This journey has helped me to redefine my relationship with food. I now see food as fuel and something to enjoy. And yes, I still enjoy eating, but food is no longer my escape or my crutch. My body feels lighter, as does my soul. It is a good feeling.
10kgs to go! Watch this space!