Recently I gained a lot of weight; and I can certainly say that I never been so overweight in my
entire life. I keep on saying this
thing since I reach new highs after every attempt to meet my goal weight; maybe I should learn something from that.
For me
being overweight is not only
about the fat on my body or my wardrobe not fitting anymore; it’s about so many
daily struggles.
I’ve been experiencing some body issues;
and my apologies if this post is a
bit too
detailed – but I share my experiences, good and bad. Recently I developed – where the fat is
concentrated on my body, like belly area and under my breasts, some sort of skin reaction; I never had something
like that before. It’s not itchy or
anything, just uncomfortable. I try
to wash the areas often and using talc or Aloe Vera gel to help with the skin reaction, but I’m not having success – I
know a Dry Fast would resolve this
problem in no time!
Another issue
that my fat is causing to my body is
my heavy breathing problem; I literally have hard time to talk normally sometimes, I hate it! But realistically,
I don’t know what to do.
Some time I also wonder: how can I live as
a fat woman? I really don’t fit
in this body! I feel awful doing simple things, walking, sitting, talking. My legs are all swollen at the end of each day; I have hard time doing daily things in the bathroom, due to my
new size.
I have skin breakouts every other day; itchy
feelings here and there; always
feeling hot and easy sweating – like I’m reaching menopause! My hair get oily and dirty
in 2 days (while fasting I can go as
long as 5 days without washing it).
Nothing fits me anymore, I bought larger
size clothes
but I still feel uncomfortable in
it; I can’t move around in the same way; I can’t
even cross my legs while I’m sitting! I feel I’m losing more hair now than when I fast. My hair are ok when I’m fasting, never had any issue.
I look much older than my age with this extra fat on
me; and no matter how difficult can
be to accept or not, I get treated very differently from everyone when I’m so fat. I repeated this thing many times in my blog: people treat me nicer
when I’m skinnier; people notice me when I’m not fat; they talk to me,
they smile at me…now is like I don’t exist
and I tend to hide as consequence.
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