You know, sometimes it feels so strange to look into the mirror and see a different me staring back at me. When I was a kid, I was rather podgy but everyone said it was baby fat and that I would grow out of it. Unfortunately for me, I never shed those pounds and as I grew older, those pounds seemed to be adding up. It’s not like I lived an unhealthy life – I was a kid after all. My parents also kept a close eye on my eating habits and we always ate healthy meals at home, but no matter what I did, I never seemed to shed those pounds.
I have to love my family for this. They always supported me and always made me feel beautiful and anyone who has been overweight would know that your self esteem is extremely low when you see the world around you seem perfect with slim people walking around. But when I became older, I became determined to do something about it.
By this time I was 19 and working and I felt I needed to do something more to change my life around. I had tried diets when I was younger, but somehow they always backfired. I was eat like a bird and starve myself but the hunger pangs always came back with such a vengeance that whatever little weight I had lost came back and more. It always seemed like a losing battle until my best friend told me to join Weight Watchers.
She knew that I would need help and support to continue it. It’s very hard when you’re the only person trying to diet and you see people who just seem so perfect around you, eating what they want, whenever they want while I try to restrain myself from gobbling down the cake or snacks around me. I was nervous when I first started out there, I felt very conscious about myself but it slowly changed. They made me feel confident about losing the weight I had and made it seem that it was just a matter of time.
That made me even more determined to shed those pounds and I stuck to the recommended meals. They never told me to stop eating anything, but when you have to count the calories you eat, trust me; sometimes it’s an eye opener of what you actually consume. This way I slowly started controlling what I ate and when I ate. It also helped that I had to have my weight checked in weekly because it meant that I wouldn’t cheat. Don’t get me wrong, it’s very hard to keep certain foods from me and I did cheat. But if I had to get my weight checked monthly I probably would’ve indulged a lot more.
Every month I noticed that I was losing weight, a pound at a time and steadily so. After six months, I looked in the mirror and felt that a new me was looking back. It’s been two years and I lost all my extra weight and now I feel so confident in my own skin. I still stick to my healthy eating habits and exercises to maintain my weight, but the efforts have been worth it.