My personal experience of the ‘weight gain-loss-regain’ process brought me here.
That cycle that started in my teens finally ended more than 25 years ago when I realised I was miserable in my own skin. I’d lost ‘me’ and my food and coping choices weren’t helping. A chance remark about acceptance or change lead me to take That First Step. Maybe the one you’re contemplating now.
Up until then I relied on commercial products to help me manage my weight: the soups, the shakes, the lemon-based drinks, the fat blockers, the meal replacement bars, and (my favourite) the microwaveable, portion-controlled, ‘ready-in-a-heartbeat’ dishes that simplified eating.
I weighed my food, and myself. I measured my food and myself. I went to Group, found ‘my tribe’ and shared it all: the good, the less good, the guilt as weigh-in day approached, the chocolate bars after the meetings.
I punished myself. I lost the weight. And regained it all, and more.
Until I took That First Step: I did something different. I learned how to make changes that stuck, even when I returned to ‘normal’ eating.