In November, 2011, I lost 100lbs after working at it for 18 months. It was a great feeling, and I was doing well. My life had always been hard, I'd always had depression/anxiety leading me to comfort eating, but somehow I managed to put it all in its place to go on a South Beach type style of eating. At that point, I still had about 50lbs to go.
Since then, I have struggled immensely, through plateaus, mini gains, mini losses, and big gains (about 15-20, from my lowest).
I think I am at about 95 total lbs lost.
I have always broached this subject as a life long journey. I have always known it wouldn't be easy, and never expected to lose 150lbs quickly.
But now, I feel really discouraged. I've been off the rails for 2 years, and my "success" feels like a faded memory. As my weight climbs back up, I feel the old familiar arm wags and thigh rubs that made my life **** day to day.
It feels like I can't stop this train from taking me right back to morbid obesity.
It's been shocking, I've read books, gone to therapy, tried online OA meetings, tried to be "strict" again, tried to be "gentle" with myself...nothing works.
I need serious help. Please. I want to give myself the gift of freedom from stuffing myself and the gift of being in a trimmer body. I don't know why I won't.