A world of insecurities, loss of self-worth, and no self-discipline. Spiraling downhill to an endless pit of self-loathing and calories. Where was the control? Where was my life headed? Being over two hundred pounds at just seventeen is no joke. My life was consumed with an abundance of unhealthy food and low self-esteem. It seemed like day by day I could hardly look in the mirror and be satisfied with my reflection. When was I going to make to a change?
I was never really overweight until I was about nine years old. Sadly to say, packing on the pounds actually became easier as I grew older. As I entered middle school; I became very familiar with bullying. Spanish class ended up being a place of torture rather than a place of learning. I guess …show more content…
Beginning a new school year you try to start off confident with a sense of feeling unstoppable. Unfortunately, that lasted for about two days of my senior year. It was obvious that something had to be done and who knew that a little doctor’s visit was going to set the ball rolling. Being teased about your weight is one thing, but being told your overweight by a doctor is another. I was almost twice the weight that I needed to be at. I remember crying because I felt so ashamed of myself and felt so hopeless.
In the next few days something grabbed a hold of me and shook the common sense right out of me. It was reality creeping its way into my life. I knew the choice I had to make in order to save my life. I was fed up with the bullies and the self-hatred. I was tired of not being able to look in the mirror and not seeing a positive image. I wanted to love the way I looked and wanted to feel confidence admitting from my soul. I wanted more for myself and I was determined to get it.
I began looking up countless amounts of healthy foods to prepare before deciding to set sail on my journey. I also started looking at ways I could incorporate exercise into my daily lifestyle to help establish a possible plan. I made the decision to live a healthy
I was never really overweight until I was about nine years old. Sadly to say, packing on the pounds actually became easier as I grew older. As I entered middle school; I became very familiar with bullying. Spanish class ended up being a place of torture rather than a place of learning. I guess …show more content…
Beginning a new school year you try to start off confident with a sense of feeling unstoppable. Unfortunately, that lasted for about two days of my senior year. It was obvious that something had to be done and who knew that a little doctor’s visit was going to set the ball rolling. Being teased about your weight is one thing, but being told your overweight by a doctor is another. I was almost twice the weight that I needed to be at. I remember crying because I felt so ashamed of myself and felt so hopeless.
In the next few days something grabbed a hold of me and shook the common sense right out of me. It was reality creeping its way into my life. I knew the choice I had to make in order to save my life. I was fed up with the bullies and the self-hatred. I was tired of not being able to look in the mirror and not seeing a positive image. I wanted to love the way I looked and wanted to feel confidence admitting from my soul. I wanted more for myself and I was determined to get it.
I began looking up countless amounts of healthy foods to prepare before deciding to set sail on my journey. I also started looking at ways I could incorporate exercise into my daily lifestyle to help establish a possible plan. I made the decision to live a healthy