So three years ago I was in what I have considered some of the best shape I had ever been in. I was probably just about 150lbs (which is a super healthy weight for me), active, and seemingly mentally healthy. I felt attractive and happy to the best that I could and enjoyed life
I moved to SC not too long after that 2nd picture and still felt fairly happy, but was often alone and really didn& #39;t have any friends or family near me, as well as my therapist was back in NY and I had/have no health insurance.
Bc of my failing mental health, I started gaining weight (not good weight) and stopped liking myself and who I was and what I looked like in general. I only took neck up pics bc of this cause I still liked my face
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TW: Su*****
Pretty much it all started snowballing to be too much and I stopped taking care of myself all together, gained more weight, and watched my mental health completely deplete to the point of not caring about what happened to me and wanting to die. A lot of this had to do
Pretty much it all started snowballing to be too much and I stopped taking care of myself all together, gained more weight, and watched my mental health completely deplete to the point of not caring about what happened to me and wanting to die. A lot of this had to do
With my mom passing away this past June. I know it did, but that was the straw that officially broke the camel& #39;s back. At this point I had gained 30-35lbs from what I weighed when I moved to SC 2 years prior. Any pic of me was usually taken by others/ with others.
After the summer ended I got help and had to face a lot of harsh fucking realities in my life. I had become the heaviest I had been since middle school, was a heavy smoker again, and doing drugs I hadn& #39;t since HS.
I realized I needed to get my shit together for me and for those around me. I couldn& #39;t keep going on the way I was. I started going to the gym again in December and finally started losing the weight that I had gained!
Since December I have lost 20 lbs, started seeing a therapist again, am now on medication to keep my bipolar disorder in check, and feeling better about myself. I am getting better and feeling better overall.
To finish this thread, here& #39;s the only time I& #39;ve ever taken a pic in a bikini and liked how I& #39;ve looked in it and felt better about myself and my looks overall. Three years can change everything in the blink of an eye. Lows are as normal as highs and midlines. Let yourself grow
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