“What happened to her? She got so big.”

Dear Journal, 

fear-299679_960_720I’m not completely innocent in my weight gain, but between the effects of PCOS, hypothyroidism, depression, and anxiety, in the last two years I’ve packed on the weight. It’s a vicious cycle — get depressed, eat, gain weight, get anxious about weight gain, and repeat the cycle.

I was never thin, per say, but I was average for the better part of my teenage years and into my early twenties. I went from about 190 pounds in 2015 to 245 at the moment, and in high school I was probably about 170. (I’m 5′ 8″.)  At the current time, I’m working on me.  I’m working with a great staff of doctors on my hormones and exploring the benefits of gastric bypass.  But, in the meantime, I’m not myself.  I feel like my 20s are being robbed from me due to being “fat”.  I know people say you need to be positive about your body at all sizes, but that is much easier said than done.  I never understood the complete mental toll that weight gain can take on a person until it was me.

For example, I hate being social, and I hate social events.  I used to be the opposite of the way I am now.  I loved parties.  I loved people. I loved being an athlete and a cheerleader in high school.  Most of all, I loved Friday and Saturday nights because I could go out, socialize, and dance.  That’s all different now.  My doctors say that what I have now is social anxiety.  The only people I ever want to be around are my husband, my parents, my grandparents, and my best friend.  My husband goes to every social event alone that involve anyone other than those people — work events, military events, cookouts, parties, and more.  He always has to come up with an excuse when people ask why I am never with — she’s not feeling well, she had to work, the list goes on and on.  I guess you can’t say, “she’s feeling too fat to be in public”. I’m thankful he understands, but I’m sad that this is how things are.  As much as I want to go in my heart, I physically feel sick if I think that I will have to be around people who might be judging me about my weight.  Even family — I skip family events and holidays because when I leave I don’t want people saying, “What happened to her … she’s gotten so big.”  I heard someone say this once, and I think that is what put me in the place I am today.  They didn’t mean for me to hear those words, but I did.

This is a daily struggle of mine.  It is taking a toll on my marriage (I mean, people probably think my husband is single because I am never out with him), and it’s making my family resent me.  But, over the next few months when I wait for something back from my doctor’s about my next steps to better health, I refuse to let my social anxiety get the best of me, and I want to share what I am planning to do for a positive life change:

  1. Walk 30 minutes a day. It is good for mental clarity and maybe even a few pounds can be shed.
  2. Stop wallowing in self pity. I have pity parties for myself sometimes, but nothing ever gets better with that.  Time to pull up the big girl underwear and deal with it.
  3. Be accountable. While my health issues definitely contribute to my weight problems, I’m not innocent.  I need to be accountable for the things I do to myself.
  4. Do yoga and drink more water.  It makes your brain work better and makes you feel better. Yoga is said to calm the mind and soul!
  5. Recognize ‘the cycle’. As I mentioned above, I’m the product of the “get depressed, eat, gain weight, get anxious about weight gain, and repeat the cycle”.  If I can recognize when this is occurring, I can stop it and prevent the effects.

What do you do to overcome the issues that prevent you from living your life to the fullest? Share below!

 

Author: mydearjournal

My life has been pretty great until the struggles of mental health, weight gain, and fertility issues started coming to the surface. Rather than write all my ramblings in a book, I chose to expose them to the world so that maybe someone can relate, laugh, or realize they aren't alone, no matter how dark things can be. I'll cover the nitty-gritty, relationship issues, OCD, social anxiety, and more.

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