Day 1:
I have been overweight ever since I was about 13 years old. I eat my feelings. I eat my stress, sadness, happiness, and about every other emotion you could think of. On the days where there were no friends or family who understood me, a handful of chocolate chips are always there for me. Before I knew it, I was more than 100 pounds overweight, and 16 years old, then 19 years old, and now 23 years old, and still gaining weight. I am currently 135 pounds above my healthy body weight, and I hate myself.
I hate how my tummy looks. I hate how unsexy I feel. My boyfriend tells me I'm beautiful, but I don't believe him.
So today, is day one, because I deserve to wear the pretty dresses and know I look good in them. I deserve to be able to climb a hill and not be out of breath. I deserve to be able to keep up with my students at school.
The worst part of my defeat is my negative self talk. I always tell myself that one more bite doesn't matter, that one week without exercise doesn't matter, that I will never be skinny. Being skinny isn't important. Being healthy is.
This week my goals are:
Exercise for 30 minutes, 5 days a week.
Eat 1600 calories a day
Work on stopping my negative self talk.
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