How I Lost 83 Pounds
My Journey to Rediscovery and Strength
My Journey to Rediscovery and Strength
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This is my first time publishing my story, and I’m considering if I could become a blogger because there is so much out there on the web. However, I have created this for myself, and if it motivates you, I will be happy. Let's begin my journey.
Learn the Story Behind My Smile
- Chapter 1
If you had asked me five, even ten years ago, if I thought I’d be here - writing about a battle against my own body - I would have brushed it off. I was never the person to obsess over weight. I was comfortable, confident, and loved life. But life has a way of slipping past me, one stress at a time, one compromise after another.
It started small. My days were long, my work demanding, and after a while, I noticed I was heavier than I remembered. The pounds didn’t pile on overnight; they crept up on me, one by one. It was so gradual that I felt like I was sleepwalking through it, ignoring the signs, telling myself it was just a stressful month or an off season. But the stress never stopped. I began to rely on food as my one constant, a comfort after tough days at work. But that comfort quickly turned into routine.
Looking in the mirror became painful. I’d see someone who didn’t look like me anymore. She looked tired, older than her years, like she was carrying something much heavier than her body. My vibrant self was buried beneath layers of stress, late-night snacks, and the heaviness of disappointment. I missed the person I used to be, and each attempt to reach her felt like another heartbreaking failure.
I began to pull away from friends and family, hiding the change. I didn’t want them to see me like this. Social gatherings became events to avoid; excuses replaced plans, and each failed attempt to lose weight only fueled the doubt that maybe this was it - maybe this was who I had become. And the heartbreaking truth? It wasn’t just the weight. It was the helplessness of feeling like I was losing myself piece by piece, and I couldn’t stop it.
It started small. My days were long, my work demanding, and after a while, I noticed I was heavier than I remembered. The pounds didn’t pile on overnight; they crept up on me, one by one. It was so gradual that I felt like I was sleepwalking through it, ignoring the signs, telling myself it was just a stressful month or an off season. But the stress never stopped. I began to rely on food as my one constant, a comfort after tough days at work. But that comfort quickly turned into routine.
Looking in the mirror became painful. I’d see someone who didn’t look like me anymore. She looked tired, older than her years, like she was carrying something much heavier than her body. My vibrant self was buried beneath layers of stress, late-night snacks, and the heaviness of disappointment. I missed the person I used to be, and each attempt to reach her felt like another heartbreaking failure.
I began to pull away from friends and family, hiding the change. I didn’t want them to see me like this. Social gatherings became events to avoid; excuses replaced plans, and each failed attempt to lose weight only fueled the doubt that maybe this was it - maybe this was who I had become. And the heartbreaking truth? It wasn’t just the weight. It was the helplessness of feeling like I was losing myself piece by piece, and I couldn’t stop it.
- Chapter 2
The Vicious Cycle of Trying and Failing
Fueled by the desire to find myself again, I threw everything I had into reclaiming my body. I went to the doctors, convinced something was medically wrong. I went through hormone tests, hoping for a diagnosis, a reason for my struggles. I cycled through diet plans, hired personal trainers, invested in gym memberships - each time believing this would be it, the breakthrough I needed.
But nothing lasted. Every time I started something new, I’d get a burst of motivation. But it would fade as quickly as it came, leaving me feeling even more defeated. The professionals around me, well-meaning as they were, didn’t really understand. I could see it in their eyes - they couldn’t grasp the relentless cravings, the exhaustion that made working out feel like a punishment. Each failed attempt left another crack in my self-esteem.
I tried everything, from extreme diets to wellness trends. I drank teas, tried different supplements, and followed every “miracle” health solution that promised quick results. Each new attempt would work for a few weeks, and then the cravings would return, clawing at me. I’d watch my progress slip away, helpless to stop it. I’d start fresh each time, only to end up where I began, exhausted and disheartened. The cycle of hope followed by crushing disappointment became a painful routine I couldn’t escape.
But nothing lasted. Every time I started something new, I’d get a burst of motivation. But it would fade as quickly as it came, leaving me feeling even more defeated. The professionals around me, well-meaning as they were, didn’t really understand. I could see it in their eyes - they couldn’t grasp the relentless cravings, the exhaustion that made working out feel like a punishment. Each failed attempt left another crack in my self-esteem.
I tried everything, from extreme diets to wellness trends. I drank teas, tried different supplements, and followed every “miracle” health solution that promised quick results. Each new attempt would work for a few weeks, and then the cravings would return, clawing at me. I’d watch my progress slip away, helpless to stop it. I’d start fresh each time, only to end up where I began, exhausted and disheartened. The cycle of hope followed by crushing disappointment became a painful routine I couldn’t escape.
Video 2
You can lie to everyone else, but you can’t lie to yourself...
In the first clip, I was struggling—no confidence, feeling down, and frustrated. But look at the ‘after’ — a happier, confident woman, smiling and at peace.
In the first clip, I was struggling—no confidence, feeling down, and frustrated. But look at the ‘after’ — a happier, confident woman, smiling and at peace.
- Chapter 3
In a moment of desperation, I decided to dig deeper. I wanted to understand what was happening in my body, to figure out why I couldn’t control the cravings that consumed me. I stumbled across research on the gut microbiome and its influence on health. It was a revelation - our gut could actually drive cravings and impact mood. What shocked me the most was the role parasites and harmful bacteria could play in this.
I learned that parasites in our gut can drive cravings, especially for sugar, to sustain themselves. The very cravings I was battling weren’t just psychological; they could have been biological, driven by something foreign living within me. For years, I’d blamed myself for my failures, thinking it was all in my head. But now I saw it differently - my cravings might have been a symptom, not the problem itself.
This discovery gave me hope. The problem wasn’t just my willpower; it was something happening inside me that I hadn’t understood. I realized I didn’t need to fight against myself. I needed to address what was going on within. Understanding this changed everything; for the first time, I felt like I had found a path forward.
I learned that parasites in our gut can drive cravings, especially for sugar, to sustain themselves. The very cravings I was battling weren’t just psychological; they could have been biological, driven by something foreign living within me. For years, I’d blamed myself for my failures, thinking it was all in my head. But now I saw it differently - my cravings might have been a symptom, not the problem itself.
This discovery gave me hope. The problem wasn’t just my willpower; it was something happening inside me that I hadn’t understood. I realized I didn’t need to fight against myself. I needed to address what was going on within. Understanding this changed everything; for the first time, I felt like I had found a path forward.
- Chapter 4
With this new understanding, I shifted my focus. It wasn’t about punishing myself with diets or workout routines anymore. It was about cleansing my body and addressing the internal imbalances that could be driving my cravings. After extensive research, I found a supplement that specifically targeted parasites and supported gut health. It didn’t promise a quick fix; it was all about addressing the root issue slowly, sustainably.
This time, I was cautious but hopeful. I began taking it without changing my diet or exercise routine, wanting to see if it could truly make a difference. And over the next month, I began to notice subtle changes. The cravings that used to dominate my mind began to subside. I felt less of an urge to reach for sweets, and without realizing it, I started reaching for healthier foods. My body felt calm, something I hadn’t felt in years. I was losing weight - not just the physical pounds but the weight of helplessness I’d carried for so long.
To test its effects, I stopped taking it for a week. Almost immediately, the cravings returned with a vengeance. The calm I’d felt was gone, replaced by an old, uncomfortable hunger. When I resumed, the cravings faded once again. This time, I knew it wasn’t just motivation or willpower - the supplement was doing something real, something that felt life-changing.
For three months, I didn’t push myself into rigorous workouts. I simply increased my activity, walking outside, breathing fresh air, and letting my body heal. It wasn’t about forcing change but letting it happen. And it did.
This time, I was cautious but hopeful. I began taking it without changing my diet or exercise routine, wanting to see if it could truly make a difference. And over the next month, I began to notice subtle changes. The cravings that used to dominate my mind began to subside. I felt less of an urge to reach for sweets, and without realizing it, I started reaching for healthier foods. My body felt calm, something I hadn’t felt in years. I was losing weight - not just the physical pounds but the weight of helplessness I’d carried for so long.
To test its effects, I stopped taking it for a week. Almost immediately, the cravings returned with a vengeance. The calm I’d felt was gone, replaced by an old, uncomfortable hunger. When I resumed, the cravings faded once again. This time, I knew it wasn’t just motivation or willpower - the supplement was doing something real, something that felt life-changing.
For three months, I didn’t push myself into rigorous workouts. I simply increased my activity, walking outside, breathing fresh air, and letting my body heal. It wasn’t about forcing change but letting it happen. And it did.
- Chapter 5
As I began to lose weight and reclaim my health, I also noticed changes in my libido and my relationship with my husband. At the peak of my struggles, my libido had taken a nosedive. I felt disconnected from my body, and I worried about how my husband perceived me. He was always supportive, offering encouragement and love, but inside, I felt frustrated and annoyed with myself. I couldn't shake the feeling that he might be disappointed or concerned about my appearance and our intimacy.
However, as I shed the weight and regained my confidence, my libido began to return. I felt more attractive, more vibrant, and more alive. I started wearing dresses that made me feel beautiful, and I noticed the way men looked at me in social situations. It was both exhilarating and validating; I felt like I was being seen again, not just as a partner but as a woman who deserved to be desired.
This rekindling of my self-esteem had a positive impact on my relationship. My husband noticed the shift too. With each passing day, as I grew more comfortable in my skin, our intimacy blossomed. I felt liberated from the insecurities that had weighed me down for so long. Our connection deepened, and I realized how vital it was to both of us to nurture our relationship in all aspects.
However, as I shed the weight and regained my confidence, my libido began to return. I felt more attractive, more vibrant, and more alive. I started wearing dresses that made me feel beautiful, and I noticed the way men looked at me in social situations. It was both exhilarating and validating; I felt like I was being seen again, not just as a partner but as a woman who deserved to be desired.
This rekindling of my self-esteem had a positive impact on my relationship. My husband noticed the shift too. With each passing day, as I grew more comfortable in my skin, our intimacy blossomed. I felt liberated from the insecurities that had weighed me down for so long. Our connection deepened, and I realized how vital it was to both of us to nurture our relationship in all aspects.
Final Reflections: My Pain Points and Lessons
Looking back, I see the pain points that shaped my journey:
- Feelings of Failure: Each failed attempt deepened my feelings of disappointment, feeding into the belief that maybe I wasn’t capable of change.
- The Emotional Toll of Isolation: The emotional weight of feeling misunderstood and isolated was a burden that few could understand. Each failed attempt to connect, to explain, only made me feel more alone.
- Financial and Emotional Investment: I poured time, money, and heart into solutions that didn’t work, which only deepened the frustration. Each investment felt like a gamble, each failure a loss.
Cycle of Motivation and Guilt: Each cycle of hope, followed by disappointment, made me feel like I was battling a ghost, something I couldn’t see but could feel consuming me.
But through all of it, I found a way forward by addressing the root of my cravings and understanding the parasitic impact on my body. This wasn’t a miracle or a quick fix; it was a journey of patience, understanding, and self-acceptance.
As I close this chapter, I know my story isn’t unique. There are so many who feel trapped in their own bodies, battling cravings, and facing endless cycles of self-blame. To them, I want to say - you can lie to everyone else, but you can’t lie to yourself. Listen to your body, understand it, and don’t be afraid to find a path that truly resonates with you.
For me, the journey began with understanding the internal imbalances, addressing them, and finding peace. And now, I’m not just reclaiming my body - I’m reclaiming my life.
As I close this chapter, I know my story isn’t unique. There are so many who feel trapped in their own bodies, battling cravings, and facing endless cycles of self-blame. To them, I want to say - you can lie to everyone else, but you can’t lie to yourself. Listen to your body, understand it, and don’t be afraid to find a path that truly resonates with you.
For me, the journey began with understanding the internal imbalances, addressing them, and finding peace. And now, I’m not just reclaiming my body - I’m reclaiming my life.
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