I feel like I am trapped in a toxic cycle of binge eating. I know it’s down to me and no one else. I know I am slowly killing myself and ruining my life.
For background I am 25, my BMI is mid 30s. Since childhood I have always been slightly chubby. I have a sporty background, since my late teens I have played rugby, hill walked and a few other sports. I even got really into running at one point and ran a half marathon.
But I have never been a healthy weight, because to be honest my diet is generally poor. At uni I had massive portions. Now I am in a reasonably stressful job I eat crap while I am out working and if it was up to me I’d have a take away every night.
I met my partner when I was at my fittest, he is generally healthier (although he has put on weight since moving in with me). We want to have a baby together but I am reluctant until I am in a healthier place. I know it’s crazy this alone should be able to motivate me, and it does for a couple of days, but I end up binging throughout the day in secret away from my partner.
I have successfully lost weight a few times before but I have to be strict with myself, I eventually get bored and think I can do it intuitively and then revert back. Usually putting on more weight. I do generally like cooking and I do eat lots of healthy things when I have prepared it, it’s just that I eat too much and also have unhealthy things while out. I know I should be preparing things but I never consistently do this.
It’s getting to the point now where it is really impacting my life. I feel unhealthy, my skin is getting bad, I lose breath climbing the stairs, I can barely do the sports I love, I can’t have a baby with the man I love. Tomorrow I wanted to dress semi smart for a work thing and barely any suitable clothes fit.
What clicked for you with your weight loss journey? What made you never go back? What saved your life?