Hey 3FC Fam!
My name is Stephanie and I'm new to this weightloss journey...so here's my story!
I am SO messed up psychologically, seriously. I remember I was around 5 years old and it was my first year of school @ HeadStart. (Now, mind you I'm a TRUE meat and potatoes girl...I mean that literally. Also have been, since I can remember.) This is where I had my first "traumatization", I guess you can say. One day, we had Beef Stew & Beets for Lunch at school. Now, at home, I would only ever eat the meat and potatoes out of my stew. I never liked the veggies. So, I proceded to do the same thing at school. (I also made sure to inform my teacher that I didn't eat Beef Stew & Beets, aside from the meat and potatoes.) Well, lunchtime was over and I still had everything on my plate, minus the meat & potatoes, of course. So, my teacher informs me that I have to stay in the cafeteria until I finished eating all of my stew. So, I sat there for what, to me, felt like hours until I choked down the rest of my food. Finally I was allowed to put up my tray. I made it as far as the trash cans by the tray window and up came my lovely lunch of stew. Needless to say, I haven't eaten Beef Stew & Beets to this day. So, from then on, I have associated B.S., Beets and any other food item not appealing to me w/ throwing up if I eat it.
So, I kind of feel that this is where it may have all started. I used to eat my mom's dinner beforehand. But it seemed like after all this, I stopped eating it less and less when it was veggies or beans. I started bribing my big sister w/ eating my beans for me and I'd give her my dessert. Once she got hipped to this (lol), I started throwing my beans in the trash and covering the evidence w/ paper towels. This went on for a WHILE, until FATE stepped in and mommy caught me in the act! Let's just say after that day, I associated throwing my beans away w/ a belt coming towards my butt and legs. And on top of the whipping, still having to eat a new plate of beans afterwards. *sheesh!* So, from then on, unless it was my mom's cooking, if it didn't look or smell appealing, I did not eat it. Also, I stopped eating at school b/c of this too. Unless it was Friday when we had something like Hamburgers or Pizza (something noone can really mess up), I didn't eat. So, for YEARS I went with like 1, a few times 2 meals a day if I woke up in time for cereal. And once, I got to junior high & high school, I didn't even eat then. I sold my lunch to big hungry (or greedy) jocks or weedheads (can i say that?) who would pay me for mine. All the time thinking that since I didn't really eat, I'd lose some of my chunky thighs and tummy.....ummm NOT!
Okay, enough about my sad love/hate history with food and on to the present.
I am now 27 yrs old and need to lose 200+ pounds and I am passed READY to tackle this thing. Diets never really worked for me b/c I have a select few veggies that I actually eat. SAD and PATHETIC, I know, but the truth. Veggies I DO eat: corn, green beans, sweet peas (if i have to) I'm learning to eat lettuce and tomatoes (outside of a burger or taco), too. Let's just say I'm a work in progress, but DETERMINED. After cutting my hair and going natural, I realized that I have always been blinded by society's take on what beauty is. I have taken the blinders off and am ready to tackle my weight for a these reasons: 1) I LOVE me too much to keep harming myself b/c Me, Myself, and I is all I have in the end, so I need to take care of ME physically. 2) I'm too young for some of these physical ailments I'm having. 3) Because if I'm blessed to ever get married & have children, I need to set a better example for my family. 4) I need to be around long enough to see my goals and dreams come to fruition. and finally 5) Because I want to prove to myself that I CAN do something once I set my mind to it.
My first SMALL step, which for me was HUGE, was to stop drinking Sodas. And let me just say that, on average, a 12-pack may last me like three days...definitely NO more than four. I'd also go days, sometimes a week, w/o drinking ANY water. For the past FIVE days I have not consumed ONE Soda and I've had AT LEAST 64 ounces of water each day. Now I started out doing the Detox of the Fat Smash diet, along w/ this but had a setback when I felt like I was about to seriously die. I know that it was b/c of getting used to not being fed caffeine on the daily, but with the detox it was TOO much. So, since I've gotten used to no caffeine, I'm planning to start my 9-day detox again tomorrow. Hopefully, I can make it though this time around.
Sorry about the long rambling, but thanks for listening! I'm open to hear any suggestions or tips to consider while taking this journey.
Have a blessed day!
*nappturallystephers




