I have struggled with weight loss my entire adult life. Well, actually my entire life.
I dieted, binged, starved, and ate emotionally all through my teenage years. In fact, one of my earliest memories of shame was when I was 10 years old and had put on a bathing suit, and a family member told me that I needed to cut back on my eating.
That was the day that I noticed my "weight" seriously... 10 years old.
I began doing all the things that I thought would encourage weight loss during my teenage years. I exercised constantly and religiously went to dance class, but I still battled with the need to binge eat. I loved food and it made me forget life for a moment. I didn't know what I was doing to myself. The guilt would set in and then I would restrict.
Fast forward to my early twenties. I was in an unhealthy relationship and my eating disorder got worse. I began put on a lot of weight and didn't realize how big I was until I saw a video of myself. I had hit 312 pounds and I wanted to crawl in a hole. I became very depressed, but instead of eating, I used my sadness and anger to start a healthy weight loss journey.
It has been a long, hard struggle. I have gone up and down with my weight numerous times. But I'm finally at a place where I feel great about myself and want others to feel the same way too.