In a way – finally deciding I was worth the effort.
A more thorough answer is that I found the right medications and therapy that has put me in the right mindset to actually pursue and maintain changes in my lifestyle. I have lost 60 pounds since February. Still a ways to go, but I’m cherishing every moment and the buckets of sweat.
Even though I wasn’t totally overweight, I could see the way I was going. I didn’t wanna do that to myself, I wanted to be able to get old more comfortably, and I also don’t want to do that to my husband.
I also also don’t want to end up like the rest of my fathers narc family that keeps telling me there is not point in watching my weight because I’m just gonna end up fat like the rest of them.
Holding a 6 kg bag, which felt really heavy, and thinking “this is only part of the spare weight I’m carrying around, its a hell of a lot extra to carry, and i need to get rid of it.” Ended up losing 8 kg, all my old clothes fit me again, and I feel happier with myself.
Just feeling uncomfortable in my body. I’ve literally been overweight my entire adult life (to varying degrees) but it got to a point where everything i owned was too tight, and i was in my mid-late 30s and just tired of the roller coaster of eating shitty, feeling shitty, and feeling weak. Got a health coach and took my life back.
I spent my entire childhood and part of my young adulthood playing football with friends.
Then life happened and I spent years without doing sport. One time we got together to play again and I was shocked by how my brain remembered everything but the body couldn’t keep up. Easy plays were passing by me as if I was handicapped. That was the last straw.
I started doing some cardio and cutting on calories. Then I joined the gym to prove a point and now I’m addicted and have body dismorphia (worth it).
I just hated myself. Hated how I looked, hated that I couldn’t move the way I used to, hated I had no stamina, no energy and no motivation for anything… and Id literally never been like this before so why had I allowed myself to get this low? So I decided to take my life back. I’ve lost 3st… Still got a little bit to go but I’m getting my body and my life back if it’s the last thing I do.
Wanting to be here a little longer than what I had originally planned. Now, I work out to be healthy and active, its less about just the weight loss part.
I confessed to my crush and she said something like “ew no, I wouldn’t date a fat loser like you”, even though I was not really that fat. Anyways, I now weigh about 3kg less but I also gained quite a bit of muscle mass.
I was ill for 7 weeks over Christmas with a stomach virus, then cronic laryngitis. In those 7 weeks, I lost 1.5 stone (21lbs) and had no alcohol or treats. It made me realise how much of what I eat, is habit, not hunger.
My niece grabbing at my body fat and declaring I was the squishiest person she knows was a big one. I think the fact that I was about to turn 40 was a factor, as I knew my metabolism was only going to get worse over time
My family love taking photos of every occasion to post on social media. It got to the point where I would cry when I saw the photos posted with me in them. Especially photos from behind. I was disgusted. I was always a very small child/teen (100lbs, 5’2”). But after having 2 kids and being on birth control, I gained weight very quickly. One day I stepped on the scale and it was 200lbs. That was it for me.
I struggled with comments when I was underweight.
Struggled with comments when I was overweight.
I started to loose weight so I can feel better about myself instead of relying on others opinions about my body 🫶🏻
You can never get enough of what you don’t need. Food isn’t the answer. I’ve been up and down with my weight since I was a teen. Eventually I get tired of eating to chase pleasure that is fleeting and less and less rewarding.
Two holes down on my belt in the wrong direction and a tensioned shirt button. All good on my BMI, but room to improve. My shirt falls down flat now when I look at my toes 🙂
I was thin in HS and college, gained 55lbs during covid, lost pretty privilege/was treated not as well/didn’t have the pull I used to and so I got finally made up my mind and lost the weight and then some. Pretty privilege is back and I am treated well again.
It’s so messed up that this is the society we live in but it’s unfortunately reality.
I wasn’t really fat (I had the typical beer belly and didn’t weigh more than 80kg) but the doctor told me that I couldn’t continue gaining weight because it was going to give me “more” health problems than I already had, so I went on a diet and began to cure my mind, in my case the real problem was stress, which caused obesity and health problems such as hernias, colon problems, ulcers and an almost enormous list.
I was verging on morbidly obese, a size 24, I went to the gp for a different issue, she checked my blood pressure and I had stage three hypertension. They did bloods and I was also prediabetic, had high cholesterol and a few other issues related to bad diet.
It was enough to kick my arse into gear. I’ve lost 5 stone (70lbs) and kept it off. No longer obese and a healthy size 16, no more health issues.
Going to a museum and seeing the gown worn by royalty and learning she wasn’t a tiny person from the past like a lot of other historical figures, she was 5’8”.
I’m 5’1 and broke 240lbs. A men’s 2x shirt was too tight across my belly. I couldn’t walk upstairs without being ready to die. Couldn’t sit on the floor to wrap Christmas presents
I hit 311 pounds and realized that I would not live much longer.
I began easing myself into intermittent fasting, skipping breakfast and pushing lunch later and later until I would up eating a single meal a day at 6pm.
I lost 130 pounds, and have kept it off for almost 8 years now. Feel great and stick to a 6-10pm eating schedule each day. I have black coffee, and take Sugar Free Metamucil during the day.
I got bloodwork done and realized I was pre-diabetic. Also didn’t like the way I looked, specifically the belly fat. Decided to put more effort into diet and exercise, incorporating them into my routine.
Tore my mensicus hooping, gained 15 pounds and then realized none of my pants fit. Got consistent with daily incline walks (no soreness or injury risk) and counting calories. You will drink less alcohol and eat less junk when you realize it wastes hours of gains of incline walking. Putting the numbers next to each other really helps.
My doctor telling me I was 6 months away from needing a liver transplant due to having a fatty liver. That really hit home. And by hit home, I mean that I bought my first home from a guy who had a liver transplant that would not take. The doctor’s said, “Sorry looks like transplants won’t work for you,” so he was going to live in with his parents to essentially go die.
That was 14 months ago. I’ve lost 80 lbs and my liver is fine now. I’ve never been so relieved!
I switched careers from an office job to doing mostly field work in some rough conditions. I was ready to lay down and die after my first day of bushwhacking. I love what I do, and if I want to do my job well I had to be physically fit.
I don’t own a scale, so I can’t really say how much weight I’ve lost, but I ended up having to buy new clothes because everything I bought 2-3 years ago was gigantic. You can see the change in my face and hands too.
I was constantly giving, ignoring my own needs, and the weight just kept creeping on. Then one day, someone called me names I never want to hear again. It crushed me but it also woke me up. I decided enough was enough. I put myself first for once, and in less than a year, I lost 100 pounds. Best decision I ever made.
I went to Disney last year and really really struggled. So much so it kinda prevented me from enjoying the trip. Going back later this year almost 35 lbs down!
I went on vacation overseas and overheard multiple comments from random people discussing my weight. I ended up being too self-conscious to even enjoy my trip.
I lost nearly like 45lbs in 2006-2007. I kept (most of) it off for years, but I became disabled in 2019 and moved to an absolutely not-walkable area (I don’t drive, so I was walking at least a mile or two every day).
I went to the doctor a few months ago and found out I was about 10lbs away from my previous high weight. I said “absolutely the fuck not” and have been trying to get back down to at least like 125lbs. I am about 10lbs away at this point.
A customer asked me if I was pregnant. Then I went to the doctor and saw that I was venturing until the 200s as a 5’1 female. That number just made something click in me.
I could not fit my ass and hips in the swing in front of my house. And my two year old could not yet do it alone. Thinking about the fact that i would probably still live there in 15 years and would never be able to swing with my son, was the turning point. Next day i through al the bad food out and started losing weight. I lost 50 kg’s and had so much fun with my son!
I went to a convention last year, met with longtime friends for the first time and even got invited to the development studio of one of my favorite video game developers.
I ended up not posting a single photo I was in from the whole trip because I felt so embarrassed. The ones that were posted from my friends I didn’t mind but I felt kinda ashamed of it. I got upset the photos from such a fun week were “ruined” so I got motivated to actually try and shed some weight for next year.
Girlfriend got deployment orders so I figured it was time to change too. Lost 70 pounds so far and im beginning strength training.
Proper water fasting with electrolytes and a calorie deficit combined with low intensity walking every day led to an avg of 3.5lb lost per week to where im at now.
Being 200 pounds again has changed my life and I know my journey is still going. I want her to see the changes I made for myself for both her and I when she comes back.
During the medical check they noticed two blood stats which were to high. The doctor told me I could correct these stats by reducing fat and sugar in my diet.
Now I lost 13 kg in two months and I got the permission to get deployed
I literally hated my body. Having to take off clothes in front of anyone was causing me so much anxiety… And when I would see myself in the mirror, I’d call myself the blob.
I got out of a long term unhappy relationship, wnet on a couple of dates, and was like… How can anyone healthily love me if I actively hate myself?
Walking upstairs was painful, backpain after sleeping. Just no, can’t live like that any longer.
Lost 1/3 of my weight, am back to my highschool weight and am almost at my goal.
I was walking down the street, coming from my favorite bar, when two intoxicated blondes in black dresses see me. The really drunk one walks up to me and starts playing with my collar. The less drunk one says “Not this one. We’ll find someone thinner.” and they both walked off.
I have some sort of childhood amnesia and I don’t remember ever being slim. Also, waking up everyday feels so tiring and everything just hurts in general.
Saw Christmas pictures of myself and wanted to throw up. I downloaded the Weight Watchers app and I’ve lost 10 pounds since Jan 1st. It’s inspiring me to exercise more, as you get points for activity. I was mortified about how much I was eating. I’ve completely cut out sugar and following the app. Finally fitting into my old clothes!! Only 4 lbs left to go
Wasn’t me but my fiancé and it was her biggest fear. Being denied boarding a roller-coaster. That was 2 years ago and she lost a shit ton of weight. Her biggest fear coming true and a few other like a new gym opening right by us really motivates one self to try. It motivated me to try to start building muscle. So I been going for 4 months also.
I couldn’t ride my favorite roller coaster last time I went to an amusement park. Part of it is also because I have nothing better to do. So I got a gym membership. I’ve lost 20 pounds so far
When my dad had a stroke at the age of 56, we were the same height and weight at the time and i realised that i need to make a change now in my 20s to prevent similar happening to me in the future.
Its 2 years since his stroke and although he has mostly recovered he has since been diagnosed with chronic fatigue syndrome as a result.
Me, my dad, and my paternal grandfather also have cerebral small vessel disease which puts us at a higher risk of stroke anyway
It was a combo of things that really hit me during the span of one week
saw my full body reflection as a part of a crowd in a bar with a mirror wall. Didn’t recognise my silhouette at all
I’ve always walked a lot, and suddenly noticed that the pace I’m used to walking at when running errands etc kinda now left me winded and sweaty, felt it in my knees etc
saw a picture of myself and my face and upper arms looked fat
became aware that my stomach gets in the way when tying shoelaces, that didn’t use to happen
the pair of pants that’s quite a bit larger than I’d like to be, that I’d gotten because “ok I’m not as slim as I used to be anymore, have to accept it”, almost didn’t button closed. Also the bigger bras I’d gotten due to weight gain started to feel small
calculated my BMI as a result of all of the above and realised I was in the “obese” category
It was just this combined cascade effect of realisations, and this “fuck it this ends NOW” feeling.
Downloaded an app and bought a kitchen scale, started calorie counting, made it back to normal weight and have largerly managed to stay there
It’s cheaper than buying new pants. Seriously though, I have a herniated disc, so to avoid it from getting worse, i have to make sure my weight is in control.
I was dealing with some health issues (diverticulitis), but that combined with a photo from almost exactly 1 year ago (May 18, 2024) put me over the edge. I looked terrible. I lost 40 lbs. and have kept it off by changing my eating habits.
Broke up with my ex, she pulled me down in to her unhealthy habits, eating and weed. Look at myself in the mirror and my sgirts for work were tight.
Started going to the gym out of boredom with having no GF to hang with in the evenings. First bulking out some and focussing on muscle gain.
Now lost 15 kg since january and gonde from 30% bodyfat to 24% bodyfat and aiming to lose some more. I was by no means massively overweight but the fat was way too much.
Girls don’t look at me in disgust anymore, although I need to work on my confidence to actually talk to them though instead of looking from a distance.
I was driving down the freeway, when the realization of the things I could NEVER do, being SO big, hit me like a ton of bricks.
This was 2013 and I was 36. I immediately made a Dr.’s appointment and got on an eating plan AND I hired a personal trainer, even though it took a financial bite.
I lost 180 pounds, and I am so proud of my life today! I feel like I walk on clouds, no more pain.
I gained bunch of weight because of pregnancy, child loss and depression that followed. Because of my new body, I got bullied by my family and by healthcare professionals when I was at my lowest. My sickness I was dealing with at the time wasn’t caused by my weight, but I got mistreated and called bad names.
I decided I must never make that happen to me again and to protect myself I went on the weight loss journey.
Saw myself in a photograph at someone’s wedding. I was already annoyed that day became the dress I had bought and tried on a month prior suddenly wasn’t fitting properly. But I saw the photo and said, “Is that really how I look?”
I already had anxiety attacks on a monthly basis about how I looked but I kept letting my health get worse. I knew in that moment I had to make a change and since then, whole I’m not sure exactly how much weight I’ve lost at this point, I definitely look and feel better than back then.
Had a regular blood test and the results said my glucose made me pre-diabetic. As there isn’t a cure for diabetes, I got scared. Saw that my insurance covered gastric sleeve in full (minus $250 for the overnight in the hospital) so I went that route. Dropped 80lbs, went from U.S. 16 to an 8, went from XL to medium, no longer pre-diabetic and have only gained back 3lbs from lowest weight almost 2 years post-op.
I looked in the mirror and did not like what I saw. Followed up with being told my son would need a heart transplant otherwise, he had roughly 6 months to live. Now down a pants size and had to get new holes put in my normal belt.
Doc said I was “hanging off the edge of a cliff” with my health. I had insulin resistance and was headed towards type 2 diabetes, which both of my parents have. I figured, I was going to have to eat better either way and it was better to do it before getting diabetes rather than after.
Early in my weight loss journey I decided I was losing weight steadily enough to set a really cool goal and achieve it, so I talked to my fiance about wanting to honeymoon in Japan. Now I need to keep going because I would love to fit in japanese clothing sizes when we go, and I don’t want to spend the entire honeymoon looking for a bench to sit down because I’m tired. I should be in a normal BMI range before the wedding so I’m really excited and my motivation is compounded.
Went on a cruise and felt self conscious in the hot tub, went on an excursion to the beach and couldn’t enjoy it because of my body.
Down 45 pounds and want to get down to the 100’s this year.
I stopped taking my shirt off or looking at myself before getting in shower. Then 2 months ago one of my friends jokingly called me fat. Which isn’t true compared to someone who actually was fat but it’s the most I’ve ever weighed. I was 20lbs over weight, never been called fat before. Quit drinking for 50 days, started going to the gym 6 days a week. Lost 10lbs in the first month. I’m on week 6 right now. Looking good in the mirror again. Can feel muscles showing back up. 5-10lbs to go. Dieting I think has been the real key.
Found something that works and can be maintained. On track and maintaining my ideal weight for over a year. I don’t diet. I just track my calories. Use a scale to weigh my food. Eat what I want. Changed my lifestyle. The things I used to crave no longer an issue.
I hate that it came to this, but I realised no guy I’d ever liked had liked me back, and that the only way I’d ever experience mutual feelings was if I was more attractive, which in my mind meant losing weight first and foremost. Sad, I know
Had a stroke scare, and ended up in the ER. Turned out to just be a viral infection that caused weakness along some nerves on the left side of my body, but my blood pressure was high and I was pre-diabetic. The ER doctor told me I was too young to be having these problems. That was three years ago. Down 110 pounds and feeling more fulfilled now than I was then.
I caught a bad cold/flu, some really weird crap happened, I completely lost the sensation of hunger.
I don’t get hungry anymore. After a certain point I just get a stomach ache, and then I REALLY don’t feel like eating. I have to remind myself when I last ate and how much, and decide if it’s time again.
Down 45 pounds. I might figure out how to fix this, but for now I like the direction I’m heading in.
My actual diet when I do eat is shit. Think like, soda, pizza, and chips. But I don’t actually eat a ton, and I take a vitamin to make sure I get enough nutrients.
At the beach with my daughter about 15 years ago when she excitedly says, “Look, Daddy! Your shadow is the same no matter which way you turn!” She was right. I was shaped like a barrel. I’ve since lost about 50lbs and no longer cast the same shadow.
I got a blur on the bottom left corner of my left eye and when I went to the opticians they sent me to the hospital where I was told it’s a sign of heart disease.
I have small children so it was time to start losing weight or live a short life.
Anytime my belly breaks that point where it pooches over my belt/waistband I do a cut which is usually around 200-210 for me. As I put on more muscle I can go higher in weight because I have more lean mass but I’m currently on a cut right now after getting there.
I’d always been overweight, but when I moved to the States that just kept getting worse. Then when the clothes I had that were too big for me after feeling too small, that’s when I thought I needed to do something. I’ve lost 32kg (that’s 70 lbs in FREEDOM™ 🎇🎆🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🎆🎇 units) since.
Seeing my ankles on a window reflection. About ten years later and now I’m fighting my anorexic behaviours still. I wish I’d never even bothered, I was healthier before.
I am still in the very beginning of changing my ways but my spouse telling me my XL shirts were tight on me. I refuse to go any higher. I’ve been more observant of my eating habits and trying to change my relationship with food.
Realised the trend where I kept making excuses that the depicted body I saw in pictures was an unflattering angle or just weird clothing.
Maybe the depicted body, was in fact just fat.
My best friend and I have always been a little overweight for our ages as teenagers/kids and young adults. Let’s say 10-12kg over “normal”/healthy weight. We always joked about getting our beach body in 2025. When we started with these jokes it was 2015 or earlier. Well now it’s 2025 and I’m 27 years old now. I started gym again in Dezember 2024 and was at my highest weight ever. Now down 7 kilograms and almost two sizes in pants. Still almost 10kg to go for my desired weight. But I am getting there.
On New Year’s Eve 2023, I went to weigh myself and saw that I was 253. That was the last straw and I spent the first half of 2024 losing weight. I got down to around 195, but when I lost the motivation and stopped caring for myself again, just sort of going through the motions. Right now I’m hovering around 203-205.
I realised I’m physically over the hill now that one of my knees has gone, love food and cooking too much and no diet or exercise regime is likely to stick so I should just chill out about it and enjoy life.
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Just stroke your shlong 3-4 per day.
being unhappy with how my face looked
In a way – finally deciding I was worth the effort.
A more thorough answer is that I found the right medications and therapy that has put me in the right mindset to actually pursue and maintain changes in my lifestyle. I have lost 60 pounds since February. Still a ways to go, but I’m cherishing every moment and the buckets of sweat.
Even though I wasn’t totally overweight, I could see the way I was going. I didn’t wanna do that to myself, I wanted to be able to get old more comfortably, and I also don’t want to do that to my husband.
I also also don’t want to end up like the rest of my fathers narc family that keeps telling me there is not point in watching my weight because I’m just gonna end up fat like the rest of them.
Holding a 6 kg bag, which felt really heavy, and thinking “this is only part of the spare weight I’m carrying around, its a hell of a lot extra to carry, and i need to get rid of it.” Ended up losing 8 kg, all my old clothes fit me again, and I feel happier with myself.
Just feeling uncomfortable in my body. I’ve literally been overweight my entire adult life (to varying degrees) but it got to a point where everything i owned was too tight, and i was in my mid-late 30s and just tired of the roller coaster of eating shitty, feeling shitty, and feeling weak. Got a health coach and took my life back.
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I spent my entire childhood and part of my young adulthood playing football with friends.
Then life happened and I spent years without doing sport. One time we got together to play again and I was shocked by how my brain remembered everything but the body couldn’t keep up. Easy plays were passing by me as if I was handicapped. That was the last straw.
I started doing some cardio and cutting on calories. Then I joined the gym to prove a point and now I’m addicted and have body dismorphia (worth it).
Cpap/ sleep apnea
I just hated myself. Hated how I looked, hated that I couldn’t move the way I used to, hated I had no stamina, no energy and no motivation for anything… and Id literally never been like this before so why had I allowed myself to get this low? So I decided to take my life back. I’ve lost 3st… Still got a little bit to go but I’m getting my body and my life back if it’s the last thing I do.
Wanting to be here a little longer than what I had originally planned. Now, I work out to be healthy and active, its less about just the weight loss part.
Being newly single. It was the kick in the ass I really needed.
I confessed to my crush and she said something like “ew no, I wouldn’t date a fat loser like you”, even though I was not really that fat. Anyways, I now weigh about 3kg less but I also gained quite a bit of muscle mass.
I lost 80 lbs in 4 months. I was over it.
The look on the faces of passengers when I was trying to find my plane seat.
I was ill for 7 weeks over Christmas with a stomach virus, then cronic laryngitis. In those 7 weeks, I lost 1.5 stone (21lbs) and had no alcohol or treats. It made me realise how much of what I eat, is habit, not hunger.
2.5 stone (35lbs) down since January, so far.
My niece grabbing at my body fat and declaring I was the squishiest person she knows was a big one. I think the fact that I was about to turn 40 was a factor, as I knew my metabolism was only going to get worse over time
Double chin, looking pregnant and getting GERD bad.
My family love taking photos of every occasion to post on social media. It got to the point where I would cry when I saw the photos posted with me in them. Especially photos from behind. I was disgusted. I was always a very small child/teen (100lbs, 5’2”). But after having 2 kids and being on birth control, I gained weight very quickly. One day I stepped on the scale and it was 200lbs. That was it for me.
I saw a photo of myself that didn’t feel like me. That was it. I knew I had to change something, not for looks—but to feel alive again.
my calves seizing up whenever I’d walk a distance
Unhappy any time I’d look in a mirror or a photo. You get tired of feeling bad in your own skin.
watching a video of myself from behind…woof :/
I struggled with comments when I was underweight.
Struggled with comments when I was overweight.
I started to loose weight so I can feel better about myself instead of relying on others opinions about my body 🫶🏻
You can never get enough of what you don’t need. Food isn’t the answer. I’ve been up and down with my weight since I was a teen. Eventually I get tired of eating to chase pleasure that is fleeting and less and less rewarding.
Two holes down on my belt in the wrong direction and a tensioned shirt button. All good on my BMI, but room to improve. My shirt falls down flat now when I look at my toes 🙂
I purchased, made, and ate two boxes of cookies and cream pudding.
I was thin in HS and college, gained 55lbs during covid, lost pretty privilege/was treated not as well/didn’t have the pull I used to and so I got finally made up my mind and lost the weight and then some. Pretty privilege is back and I am treated well again.
It’s so messed up that this is the society we live in but it’s unfortunately reality.
It still is the final straw because there can’t be another after that.
I wasn’t really fat (I had the typical beer belly and didn’t weigh more than 80kg) but the doctor told me that I couldn’t continue gaining weight because it was going to give me “more” health problems than I already had, so I went on a diet and began to cure my mind, in my case the real problem was stress, which caused obesity and health problems such as hernias, colon problems, ulcers and an almost enormous list.
Seeing myself in front of the mirror with a piece of electronic telling me I weight 271lb at 6′ 24m 6 years ago
Now my lowest was 1y ago 163lb
I’m at 190lb right now but I bulked up a bit so I don’t look fat except my belly, want to go down to 176lb
Losing weight is easy. But keeping it that way is hard.
I was verging on morbidly obese, a size 24, I went to the gp for a different issue, she checked my blood pressure and I had stage three hypertension. They did bloods and I was also prediabetic, had high cholesterol and a few other issues related to bad diet.
It was enough to kick my arse into gear. I’ve lost 5 stone (70lbs) and kept it off. No longer obese and a healthy size 16, no more health issues.
Going to a museum and seeing the gown worn by royalty and learning she wasn’t a tiny person from the past like a lot of other historical figures, she was 5’8”.
I started getting flash-banged by my double chin when opening any app with camera
I just stopped saying no to drugs I wouldn’t recommend I lost a lot more then just the weight
I’m 5’1 and broke 240lbs. A men’s 2x shirt was too tight across my belly. I couldn’t walk upstairs without being ready to die. Couldn’t sit on the floor to wrap Christmas presents
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I hit 311 pounds and realized that I would not live much longer.
I began easing myself into intermittent fasting, skipping breakfast and pushing lunch later and later until I would up eating a single meal a day at 6pm.
I lost 130 pounds, and have kept it off for almost 8 years now. Feel great and stick to a 6-10pm eating schedule each day. I have black coffee, and take Sugar Free Metamucil during the day.
Hope you find your path to a healthy weight.
Being pre-diabetic and having hypertension at 34
I was sick of being tired all the time. I really felt sleepy even if I had a good amount of sleep.
Not being able to keep up with my 6 year old and 2 year old kids. I’m down 60 lbs since Jan 1!
I got bloodwork done and realized I was pre-diabetic. Also didn’t like the way I looked, specifically the belly fat. Decided to put more effort into diet and exercise, incorporating them into my routine.
Tore my mensicus hooping, gained 15 pounds and then realized none of my pants fit. Got consistent with daily incline walks (no soreness or injury risk) and counting calories. You will drink less alcohol and eat less junk when you realize it wastes hours of gains of incline walking. Putting the numbers next to each other really helps.
My doctor telling me I was 6 months away from needing a liver transplant due to having a fatty liver. That really hit home. And by hit home, I mean that I bought my first home from a guy who had a liver transplant that would not take. The doctor’s said, “Sorry looks like transplants won’t work for you,” so he was going to live in with his parents to essentially go die.
That was 14 months ago. I’ve lost 80 lbs and my liver is fine now. I’ve never been so relieved!
I switched careers from an office job to doing mostly field work in some rough conditions. I was ready to lay down and die after my first day of bushwhacking. I love what I do, and if I want to do my job well I had to be physically fit.
I don’t own a scale, so I can’t really say how much weight I’ve lost, but I ended up having to buy new clothes because everything I bought 2-3 years ago was gigantic. You can see the change in my face and hands too.
I was constantly giving, ignoring my own needs, and the weight just kept creeping on. Then one day, someone called me names I never want to hear again. It crushed me but it also woke me up. I decided enough was enough. I put myself first for once, and in less than a year, I lost 100 pounds. Best decision I ever made.
I went to Disney last year and really really struggled. So much so it kinda prevented me from enjoying the trip. Going back later this year almost 35 lbs down!
Seeing a picture someone took of me, and not recognizing myself anymore. Lost 60 kg after weightloss surgery and never been happier! And healthier 😉
Not being able to stand for more than 5 mins without being in pain with my lower back. I went from 312 to 150.
I was laying down and was really uncomfortable. I had so much excess weight that laying down and doing nothing hurt.
I’ve lost 85% of my excess weight. I’m currently only 15 pounds away from the top end of my “healthy” range.
Being in pain from sugar inflammation.
I went on vacation overseas and overheard multiple comments from random people discussing my weight. I ended up being too self-conscious to even enjoy my trip.
I started tracking what I ate in a day. It was eye opening.
53lbs down, plenty more to go.
Summertime in the south and seeing myself in a tank top.
depression, no idea whether reason or cause.
I don’t have money to buy new clothes. So I have to fit into the ones I already own.
I lost nearly like 45lbs in 2006-2007. I kept (most of) it off for years, but I became disabled in 2019 and moved to an absolutely not-walkable area (I don’t drive, so I was walking at least a mile or two every day).
I went to the doctor a few months ago and found out I was about 10lbs away from my previous high weight. I said “absolutely the fuck not” and have been trying to get back down to at least like 125lbs. I am about 10lbs away at this point.
A customer asked me if I was pregnant. Then I went to the doctor and saw that I was venturing until the 200s as a 5’1 female. That number just made something click in me.
People asking me when I’m due not even pregnant just fucking fat as I would say to people
Someone thought I was pregnant and tried to get me to sit down. I said I wasn’t. She asked if I was sure.
Had 155kg at 16 years ,went to grab sth on a hill 500m away and suddenly felt I will pass out. I knew i have to change sth.
At 31 im at 81kg ,running 50km/week,weight lifting and becoming stronger everyday.
I could not fit my ass and hips in the swing in front of my house. And my two year old could not yet do it alone. Thinking about the fact that i would probably still live there in 15 years and would never be able to swing with my son, was the turning point. Next day i through al the bad food out and started losing weight. I lost 50 kg’s and had so much fun with my son!
Being unhappy with how I looked
I’m a man. I was running down the stairs one day and I could feel my titties bouncing.
I went to a convention last year, met with longtime friends for the first time and even got invited to the development studio of one of my favorite video game developers.
I ended up not posting a single photo I was in from the whole trip because I felt so embarrassed. The ones that were posted from my friends I didn’t mind but I felt kinda ashamed of it. I got upset the photos from such a fun week were “ruined” so I got motivated to actually try and shed some weight for next year.
Girlfriend got deployment orders so I figured it was time to change too. Lost 70 pounds so far and im beginning strength training.
Proper water fasting with electrolytes and a calorie deficit combined with low intensity walking every day led to an avg of 3.5lb lost per week to where im at now.
Being 200 pounds again has changed my life and I know my journey is still going. I want her to see the changes I made for myself for both her and I when she comes back.
I wanted to go to a foreign police mission
During the medical check they noticed two blood stats which were to high. The doctor told me I could correct these stats by reducing fat and sugar in my diet.
Now I lost 13 kg in two months and I got the permission to get deployed
I literally hated my body. Having to take off clothes in front of anyone was causing me so much anxiety… And when I would see myself in the mirror, I’d call myself the blob.
I got out of a long term unhappy relationship, wnet on a couple of dates, and was like… How can anyone healthily love me if I actively hate myself?
Walking upstairs was painful, backpain after sleeping. Just no, can’t live like that any longer.
Lost 1/3 of my weight, am back to my highschool weight and am almost at my goal.
Struggled to sit and bend over to cut my toe nails and tie my shoes! The dam spare tire was in the way… ✌🏻
Have to look at my self in the mirror everyday and I don’t like what I see
I was walking down the street, coming from my favorite bar, when two intoxicated blondes in black dresses see me. The really drunk one walks up to me and starts playing with my collar. The less drunk one says “Not this one. We’ll find someone thinner.” and they both walked off.
F you, watch this.
I have some sort of childhood amnesia and I don’t remember ever being slim. Also, waking up everyday feels so tiring and everything just hurts in general.
Saw Christmas pictures of myself and wanted to throw up. I downloaded the Weight Watchers app and I’ve lost 10 pounds since Jan 1st. It’s inspiring me to exercise more, as you get points for activity. I was mortified about how much I was eating. I’ve completely cut out sugar and following the app. Finally fitting into my old clothes!! Only 4 lbs left to go
I realized I was just never going to get better until I made myself get better. If I kept eating my feelings I was going to keep being fat.
Wasn’t me but my fiancé and it was her biggest fear. Being denied boarding a roller-coaster. That was 2 years ago and she lost a shit ton of weight. Her biggest fear coming true and a few other like a new gym opening right by us really motivates one self to try. It motivated me to try to start building muscle. So I been going for 4 months also.
Cut antipsychotics
I couldn’t ride my favorite roller coaster last time I went to an amusement park. Part of it is also because I have nothing better to do. So I got a gym membership. I’ve lost 20 pounds so far
Having sleep apnea that requires me to wear cpap machine. I was 120kg 2.5yrs ago and I’m now 93kg still on my weight loss journey.
Always clothing related. I’m too cheap to buy new jeans.
When my dad had a stroke at the age of 56, we were the same height and weight at the time and i realised that i need to make a change now in my 20s to prevent similar happening to me in the future.
Its 2 years since his stroke and although he has mostly recovered he has since been diagnosed with chronic fatigue syndrome as a result.
Me, my dad, and my paternal grandfather also have cerebral small vessel disease which puts us at a higher risk of stroke anyway
It was a combo of things that really hit me during the span of one week
saw my full body reflection as a part of a crowd in a bar with a mirror wall. Didn’t recognise my silhouette at all
I’ve always walked a lot, and suddenly noticed that the pace I’m used to walking at when running errands etc kinda now left me winded and sweaty, felt it in my knees etc
saw a picture of myself and my face and upper arms looked fat
became aware that my stomach gets in the way when tying shoelaces, that didn’t use to happen
the pair of pants that’s quite a bit larger than I’d like to be, that I’d gotten because “ok I’m not as slim as I used to be anymore, have to accept it”, almost didn’t button closed. Also the bigger bras I’d gotten due to weight gain started to feel small
calculated my BMI as a result of all of the above and realised I was in the “obese” category
It was just this combined cascade effect of realisations, and this “fuck it this ends NOW” feeling.
Downloaded an app and bought a kitchen scale, started calorie counting, made it back to normal weight and have largerly managed to stay there
It’s cheaper than buying new pants. Seriously though, I have a herniated disc, so to avoid it from getting worse, i have to make sure my weight is in control.
I was dealing with some health issues (diverticulitis), but that combined with a photo from almost exactly 1 year ago (May 18, 2024) put me over the edge. I looked terrible. I lost 40 lbs. and have kept it off by changing my eating habits.
Broke up with my ex, she pulled me down in to her unhealthy habits, eating and weed. Look at myself in the mirror and my sgirts for work were tight.
Started going to the gym out of boredom with having no GF to hang with in the evenings. First bulking out some and focussing on muscle gain.
Now lost 15 kg since january and gonde from 30% bodyfat to 24% bodyfat and aiming to lose some more. I was by no means massively overweight but the fat was way too much.
Girls don’t look at me in disgust anymore, although I need to work on my confidence to actually talk to them though instead of looking from a distance.
getting my heart broken and promise myself a glow up.
How do you stop eating your emotions?
I was driving down the freeway, when the realization of the things I could NEVER do, being SO big, hit me like a ton of bricks.
This was 2013 and I was 36. I immediately made a Dr.’s appointment and got on an eating plan AND I hired a personal trainer, even though it took a financial bite.
I lost 180 pounds, and I am so proud of my life today! I feel like I walk on clouds, no more pain.
I realized how easy it was.
Got upto 308.
Switched entirely to zero-sugar drinks, changed nothing else.
Down to 297.
Decided to spend 25 ~ 30 min weightlifting then shower before work, changed nothing else.
Down to 275.
Replaced breakfast with protein shake and bar.
Currently 243.
Always been thin, 5’7″ 160’s lately, I reached 170. My heaviest, so I immediately started fasting and cutting carbs, back to 164, want to reach 160
Band shirts in Australia don’t come in my size -.-
Seeing how sick my Dad got before he passed.
I gained bunch of weight because of pregnancy, child loss and depression that followed. Because of my new body, I got bullied by my family and by healthcare professionals when I was at my lowest. My sickness I was dealing with at the time wasn’t caused by my weight, but I got mistreated and called bad names.
I decided I must never make that happen to me again and to protect myself I went on the weight loss journey.
I had a photo taken that made me look like The Governess from The Chase
Breathing problems and issues with sleep/snoring are a big indicator that you’re due for some changes
Saw myself in a photograph at someone’s wedding. I was already annoyed that day became the dress I had bought and tried on a month prior suddenly wasn’t fitting properly. But I saw the photo and said, “Is that really how I look?”
I already had anxiety attacks on a monthly basis about how I looked but I kept letting my health get worse. I knew in that moment I had to make a change and since then, whole I’m not sure exactly how much weight I’ve lost at this point, I definitely look and feel better than back then.
A very unflattering picture of myself.
Had a regular blood test and the results said my glucose made me pre-diabetic. As there isn’t a cure for diabetes, I got scared. Saw that my insurance covered gastric sleeve in full (minus $250 for the overnight in the hospital) so I went that route. Dropped 80lbs, went from U.S. 16 to an 8, went from XL to medium, no longer pre-diabetic and have only gained back 3lbs from lowest weight almost 2 years post-op.
I looked in the mirror and did not like what I saw. Followed up with being told my son would need a heart transplant otherwise, he had roughly 6 months to live. Now down a pants size and had to get new holes put in my normal belt.
Doc said I was “hanging off the edge of a cliff” with my health. I had insulin resistance and was headed towards type 2 diabetes, which both of my parents have. I figured, I was going to have to eat better either way and it was better to do it before getting diabetes rather than after.
Early in my weight loss journey I decided I was losing weight steadily enough to set a really cool goal and achieve it, so I talked to my fiance about wanting to honeymoon in Japan. Now I need to keep going because I would love to fit in japanese clothing sizes when we go, and I don’t want to spend the entire honeymoon looking for a bench to sit down because I’m tired. I should be in a normal BMI range before the wedding so I’m really excited and my motivation is compounded.
Went on a cruise and felt self conscious in the hot tub, went on an excursion to the beach and couldn’t enjoy it because of my body.
Down 45 pounds and want to get down to the 100’s this year.
I stopped taking my shirt off or looking at myself before getting in shower. Then 2 months ago one of my friends jokingly called me fat. Which isn’t true compared to someone who actually was fat but it’s the most I’ve ever weighed. I was 20lbs over weight, never been called fat before. Quit drinking for 50 days, started going to the gym 6 days a week. Lost 10lbs in the first month. I’m on week 6 right now. Looking good in the mirror again. Can feel muscles showing back up. 5-10lbs to go. Dieting I think has been the real key.
Found something that works and can be maintained. On track and maintaining my ideal weight for over a year. I don’t diet. I just track my calories. Use a scale to weigh my food. Eat what I want. Changed my lifestyle. The things I used to crave no longer an issue.
I hate that it came to this, but I realised no guy I’d ever liked had liked me back, and that the only way I’d ever experience mutual feelings was if I was more attractive, which in my mind meant losing weight first and foremost. Sad, I know
Had a stroke scare, and ended up in the ER. Turned out to just be a viral infection that caused weakness along some nerves on the left side of my body, but my blood pressure was high and I was pre-diabetic. The ER doctor told me I was too young to be having these problems. That was three years ago. Down 110 pounds and feeling more fulfilled now than I was then.
Lost weight after fasting for Lent. Realized my back and knee pain were virtually gone. Kept dieting and working out.
I caught a bad cold/flu, some really weird crap happened, I completely lost the sensation of hunger.
I don’t get hungry anymore. After a certain point I just get a stomach ache, and then I REALLY don’t feel like eating. I have to remind myself when I last ate and how much, and decide if it’s time again.
Down 45 pounds. I might figure out how to fix this, but for now I like the direction I’m heading in.
My actual diet when I do eat is shit. Think like, soda, pizza, and chips. But I don’t actually eat a ton, and I take a vitamin to make sure I get enough nutrients.
At the beach with my daughter about 15 years ago when she excitedly says, “Look, Daddy! Your shadow is the same no matter which way you turn!” She was right. I was shaped like a barrel. I’ve since lost about 50lbs and no longer cast the same shadow.
I got a blur on the bottom left corner of my left eye and when I went to the opticians they sent me to the hospital where I was told it’s a sign of heart disease.
I have small children so it was time to start losing weight or live a short life.
Blood pressure for me. 20 years of sitting in an office and doing Dad duty finishing up leftovers
Being cheated on
Anytime my belly breaks that point where it pooches over my belt/waistband I do a cut which is usually around 200-210 for me. As I put on more muscle I can go higher in weight because I have more lean mass but I’m currently on a cut right now after getting there.
I’d always been overweight, but when I moved to the States that just kept getting worse. Then when the clothes I had that were too big for me after feeling too small, that’s when I thought I needed to do something. I’ve lost 32kg (that’s 70 lbs in FREEDOM™ 🎇🎆🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🎆🎇 units) since.
The doctor said I was obese and that hurt my feelings enough into wanting to make a change
Seeing my ankles on a window reflection. About ten years later and now I’m fighting my anorexic behaviours still. I wish I’d never even bothered, I was healthier before.
not getting no bitches made me decided i need to lose weight
Gut was too large, it was hard to tie my shoes. Decided this was the time, and started doing cardio exercises
I am still in the very beginning of changing my ways but my spouse telling me my XL shirts were tight on me. I refuse to go any higher. I’ve been more observant of my eating habits and trying to change my relationship with food.
I saw a photo someone else took of me at a party — I didn’t even recognize myself. That was the moment I knew I had to change.
Realised the trend where I kept making excuses that the depicted body I saw in pictures was an unflattering angle or just weird clothing.
Maybe the depicted body, was in fact just fat.
Got an umbilical hernia. Turns out I hate the feeling of pushing my guts back in my body more than I love food
My best friend and I have always been a little overweight for our ages as teenagers/kids and young adults. Let’s say 10-12kg over “normal”/healthy weight. We always joked about getting our beach body in 2025. When we started with these jokes it was 2015 or earlier. Well now it’s 2025 and I’m 27 years old now. I started gym again in Dezember 2024 and was at my highest weight ever. Now down 7 kilograms and almost two sizes in pants. Still almost 10kg to go for my desired weight. But I am getting there.
Someone indirectly fat-shamed/appearance-shamed me, unprompted (out of the blue)
I didnt like being called fat.
I’m going on a trip of a lifetime later this year and something I’ve always wanted to do has a weight limit. 60lbs down, 20 to go!
I was told (at 33) that my weight might be blocking me from becoming pregnant.
On New Year’s Eve 2023, I went to weigh myself and saw that I was 253. That was the last straw and I spent the first half of 2024 losing weight. I got down to around 195, but when I lost the motivation and stopped caring for myself again, just sort of going through the motions. Right now I’m hovering around 203-205.
Needing to ask for a seatbelt extender on a plane. Triggered me to lose 50% of my weight
Weighing what I did while pregnant.
I realised I’m physically over the hill now that one of my knees has gone, love food and cooking too much and no diet or exercise regime is likely to stick so I should just chill out about it and enjoy life.
Wanting to be happier and healthier.
Tia I need to change so I can get healthy and be able to go back to work
2001 Christmas pictures. I looked like a degree of fat I never dreamed I would reach. Immediately went low carb and lost 25 lbs in 6 mo
A new gym bro coworker looked me dead in my face and said “holy shit you’re fat as fuck… but I can help…” and he did.
Thanks Chris.