Why are you / Why were you fat?

Four simple words...........Jack.....In.....The.....Box
That is why I got fat about 10+ years ago.

I have brought my weight down, and also brought down the amount of Jack or any fast food I consume, but Jack is the reason for my initial weight gain.

Jack for breakfast if I worked the early shift, Jack for lunch if I worked mid-days, or Jack for dinner if I worked evenings..........it was a vicious circle of crap.

Now, I'll be surprised if I have Jack more than once every few months (sorry, occasionally I have a weakness for those tacos, even though I know they're horrible for me).

In high school I cheered, but when I moved high schools and stopped cheering I started to gain weight. Then once I got to college I gained so much weight. Being in nursing school has not helped, it has only added to the stress. When I get stressed my first reaction is to eat. I have gained over 30lbs. I went from 145 to 175 it is ridiculous. Instead of working out, I just choose to do nothing about it, but I realize I have to change it now or I never will. It's time to take back all the time I've lost, being sad and depressed about being overweight. I just have to be motivated Matthew 19:26

I've always been fat.

I remember when I was around 7, my mom started me on all sorts of diets, from just eating healthy and cutting out sweets to crazy fad diets.
Well, you know... Being seven, I didn't really consider any health benefits from losing weight, and the yo-yo effect came into play very early on.


HOWEVER, I have been pretty much the same weight since my freshman year and the same proportions since 5th grade.

I eat too much, portion is key, and i cheat that's one. its especially hard when your the only one trying to eat better and my will power is just shot.

Mine was mostly high school. I was always active and skinny,as a kid, just not as skinny as some of my friends. I had a bad home life and I was not very popular in school either. I was considered a freak! I was 5'5 and about 135 pounds as a freshmen, I wore size 8-10 jeans. I got suicidally depressed and stopped being active and lived in the kitchen, by my Jr. year I was up to a size 20 prom dress. I didn't care, about myself, I was suicidal and had to no self respect at all. I met Jeremy (husband) at the end of my junior year, he went to a different high school. I quickly fell in love with him, he was the first person to truly make me happy. I felt better about myself around him and started to lose weight. I was back down to a 18 for senior prom, and a year after high school we got married and I was a 16 wedding dress. I got down to a 14, then I got comfy and have just been yo-yoing between 14-20 for the past 8 years. I'm just so tired of being a yo-yo. I'm really trying to make this a happen, this time around!!!

Wow! Your post really did it's job. I, indeed, have never really considered this question? I mean I know I overeat, I know I am an emotional eater, I know I love sugar......but deep down inside, why would I do this to myself? I have NO IDEA! I am going to ponder this for a while though and just wanted to thank you for bringing me to this place. After 30 years of dieting on and off, it's high time I got to some roots.

I think what really did it... was that I was broke, and I mean like, surviving on blackberries broke, for about 1 & 1/2 years. I was literally starving every day. I was in a bad place - abusive relationship etc. When I finally got out of that situation, I ate, and I ate and I ate. It's like I get this panic feeling like, when I start eating my body's like "quick, shove as much as you can in you cause you're not going to get any more!!"

There are so many reasons I'm not even sure I know where to begin.

When I was a kid, I hated "healthy" foods, mostly vegetables, and my parents eventually gave up on trying to feed them to me because I was so unbending. And they never tried to stop me from eating too much junk food. I got to eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted for my entire childhood/teenage years. I'm not trying to blame my parents, necessarily, but they definitely enabled me.

So, because of that, I'd always been overweight. I never thought of trying to change it because it was just part of my identity. The only way I lost weight was pretty much starving myself when I was 13, so I gave up on that after about a year and continued eating whatever I wanted. Like many people, I ate my emotions. And, like most teenagers, I had a lot of them.

I always feel embarrassed when people share their reasons for weight loss like this because even when I was gaining SO much, I never hit the breaks and went "woah, this needs to change!" At 220 I only looked a little chubby, because I'm tallish and hold my weight well. But then it became 230, 240, etc. and I knew it was bad but had no idea how to change it. I just accepted it as part of who I was. When I finally hit 300, I was really shocked and horrified but still had no idea how to lose it other than starving myself. After maybe 4 years of living this way and yo-yo-ing around, I finally decided to make a change in my life and put serious effort into both losing weight and living a healthier lifestyle in general. And I'm so much happier for it.

I wish I could say baby fat but the baby is now 18. About 10 years ago I found out I had hypothyroidism. Not using that as and excuse because I also made bad choices when it came to food.. Growing up everything we ate came for the garden and my dad hunt and fish.. After High School I move to the BIG city. It was so easy to stop and grab a burger and fries.So that's how I gain my weight..