A New Journey
Hey there, folks. So, I suppose it's time to introduce myself. Well, here goes...
I was never really the "fat kid". Sure, I was chubby growing up, but never really fat. I had a little extra weight, but was always active and in good shape. I moved around a lot, so being on teams was always difficult, but whenever I was in one place long enough, I enjoyed swimming competitively. Until high school. I moved to a new school district right before high school started, and being young and angry, I decided that I'd had enough. I was going to stop trying to be part of a team because every time I found my place in it, I was shifted around again. I stopped swimming. The only thing that kept me in any sort of shape was the school's JROTC program, but even that was not nearly as difficult or competitive, and I started gaining weight slowly. Halfway through, I started dating a "gamer". He didn't like going out and doing active things, and lived off of pizza, burgers, and ice cream. Naturally, I followed suit. After high school we moved in together and it got worse. I'd eat whatever he wanted because it was easier than making two meals. I didn't go out and do anything because I didn't want to go out alone. I gained a LOT of weight over the few years we lived together. At age twenty one, we split up, and I went off to find myself. The problem is, I'd already found something I didn't have before. An extra sixty pounds on my body. I found I was so depressed with myself. I wasn't pretty. I wasn't as active. I was letting my weight be a reason not to go do things that I wanted to do. In my depression, I stopped caring and fell completely off the wagon. Now I sit here, twenty five years old, and I hate what I see in the mirror every morning. The difference is, I'm in a better place with myself now. I am in a job that I really love, and I've found activities that really make me happy. I am motivated to DO SOMETHING instead of just wishing things were different. I'm in a relationship with someone who not only supports my decisions and my dreams, but accepts me for myself and still pushes me to be a better person because he knows I want it, not just because he does. I'm here ready to battle this thing that I've allowed to happen to myself, and really glad that I have somewhere I can share the struggle and the joys that are bound to come with it. It's really great to be here.
Last edited by Trickey; 09-16-2013 at 09:33 PM.
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