This wonderful women was able to say something I’ve been trying to wrap my head around for months. Please read her caption! @ownitbabe with @get_repost
From Obsessed —> to Free
I can’t put into words how much richer my life has gotten since I gave up the idea of having and maintaining a perfect body.
Sure, there are days where I miss my old body and wish I wouldn’t have given up on it.
But then I remember how monotonous my life used to be and how I was plagued with food obsession and compulsive exercise.
Every day looked the same:
Get up, eat scrambled eggs, spend 2 hours in the gym, pack remaining 5 meals in Tupperware containers and go to work.
Getting the shakes two hours after eating because I was so under-fueled and my blood sugar would plummet.
Getting anxious because I needed to get meal 2, meal 3, meal 4 and meal 5 in on time “for best results”. Yes, I didn’t call it breakfast lunch and dinner.
I called it meal 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. After work I would go home and gather up all my will power to not eat anymore because I was still starving.
Go to bed.
Get up the next day and do it all over again.
I had no other hobbies, interests or social interactions.
I would cancel everything I was invited to because it would “interfere with my goals”.
Every other week I couldn’t take it anymore so I would binge my brains out.
I would eat a large pizza, a box of granola, and copious amounts of candy bars in one sitting until I felt that my stomach was exploding and I would literally die from overeating.
The next day I would call in sick at work and spend 6 hours in the gym without eating anything to undo the damage.
This was my life and when I think back on it, I don’t miss one single thing.
It was cool to see the changes in my body, but it was never ever good enough for me. ⬇️ More in the comments ⬇️ #repost