Am I back
I’ve just been looking through my old posts on here including photos of me. Jesus Christ, I was small. 12 stone, or thereabouts. I’m now about 15 an a bit stone and feeling pretty damn shitty about it.
I love my body more now than I ever did back then. It upsets me to think about how much I hated how I look. I’d give anything to be that small and muscular now! That’s not because I hate fat me. It’s because I’d fucking appreciate it.
I’m getting to that point now where I’m starting to see my body hold me back. Sure, I still climb mountains, I still lift weights, I can ski. But imagine how much better I’d be if I wasn’t carrying 30 extra lbs of weight!
How the fuck do I do this without going crazy again? Without learning to hate myself? How do I do this without starving myself?
I definitely over eat now but most of it is in that mentally healthy way. I go out and I enjoy meals out. I get milkshakes with friends and I treat myself to pizza on a night in. I drink beer with my boyfriend and get chips on the way home.Â
There is no unhealthy attachment to this food now. Which is great. It’s taken me so long to get there.
But. I am fat. It’s starting to hold me back. And if this continues, I’ll be back to square one. I need to eat the right food to fuel this strong, active body.
But then part of me thinks, why the hell shouldn’t I eat the food I want.
I can’t find that moderation. If I do try to eat a bit healthier, I end up restricting, which leads to a binge. That’s DANGEROUS territory and I even begin to think, maybe it’d be worth it because I’d be thin.
I don’t know how to find that balance.
I don’t know what’s safe for my mental health.
But my body needs this.












