I’ve stuck to my calories and my diet goals through all of March so far. I did have half a cookie this month but so what. My roommates make cookies every week and I’ve been avoiding them for it seems like eternity, even though it’s only been 2 1/2 months. But yes I ate half a cookie this month. Other than that, absolutely perfect dieting.
WOW! I lost four pounds this week. I normally lose 1 pound per week. I’ve lost 56 pounds in a year and a half. I am in this for the long haul. I expect it to take me two more years to lose the rest of this excess weight and get back to my normal size.
I’m not losing weight cause I think I would look better. Cause I’ve always thought I looked great no matter my size.
The reason I am losing weight is because I feel great about myself and my life. The reason I am losing weight is because I am not depressed anymore. I haven’t always been obese. I got fat when my depression took a turn for the worse. and as long as I was depressed I would stay fat cause I dealt with my depression by eating cake and pie and cookies and drinking alcohol.
Now that I am not depressed , the fat doesn’t serve me anymore. Cakes and pies don’t make me feel good anymore. So a symptom of me getting better is me losing weight.
I can’t say everyone will have this experience. But it just makes sense to me that since I am no longer depressed I no longer need to be fat.
My fat served me and protected me in some ways from dealing with certain parts of life. I have a positive outlook on life and I am hopeful about my future. I think that is a significant cause of me losing this weight for good.
I’ve been on my weight loss journey for 18 months (since September 2018) which you cannot call a fad diet. I’m in no rush. I have the rest of my life to be happy and healthy and I’m excited about that.