Having a difficult time adjusting to new body.

I had the same issues as well. I was 200 pounds at only 5 feet tall as a teenager. I got down to 130-ish my Junior year in high school and one day looking in the mirror I didn't recognize myself and I freaked out. I sabotaged myself and gained weight, which was stupid. Thinking back, I think I just happened to lost a lot of weight that week and my face looked thinner as a result. If I would have just accepted myself then, I know I would be so much more comfortable with my body and a lot more confident now. Recently I got down to as low as 113.5 pounds, but I had no muscle and was skinny fat and my face looked gaunt. Now I am up to 122-125 pounds at 17% body fat and building muscle like crazy. I am not done with my transformation, but now I know that my body is going to be changing for the better and I am prepared for that.

You just need time to accept what you look like now and be proud of where you have come from.

Take care.

This has happended to me before. In highschool i got all the way up to 280. i was wearing a size 24. I dropped down to 215 and it felt so strange. I mean i want skinny but it was crazy because i was used to being out of breath all the time and people started complimenting and saying they didnt even know who i was at times. Since then i had a baby and let my weight get out of control again. i got up to 276 but im down to 245 now. Im trying to work hard at getting heatly. I know now to accept the transformation because its a good thing. I am me, fat, skinny, or in between.

I've been dealing with this a lot lately. I am 5'8.5", I went from being 240lbs wearing a size 22 to currently 160lbs wearing a size 7/8 and I still can't really believe that this is my body. I still have it in my head that I am 240lbs, I want to lose 20 more lbs, which I think I should be able to but I am starting to think that it may be a little unrealistic, every keeps telling me that if I lose that much I'll look sick, I guess I just don't realize what my body really looks like. Hopefully I'll be able to accept myself. No one has a problem with my weight but me.

I know what you mean. I look down at my body and still think I look about the same. Then I see a photo or catch my reflection and don't recognise myself.

Luckily my thoughts are, 'That's guy's hot...oh it's me!' Bit narcissistic but it is def a confidence boost. :laugh:

You just have to think about it in a positive way.

I've mostly had the opposite problem, I was very skinny as a teen and tall and that is how I've identified with myself but obviously I'm not 5'10" and 125 lbs anymore. I'm tall and skinny only in my head. I think that the longer you live with your new body the more used to it you'll be come. You're still you inside.

Cheers
Mary

I'm working through this too after having lost over 60 pounds.

There is a mere 3 pounds left between me and my goal weight of 160 (I'm 5' 10") and I'm a bit unsure how it's going to be in maintenance mode. My focus needs to adjust to this being the new me, these are my new smaller clothes, that's my body shape staring back at me in the mirror.

These are all good things, don't get me wrong but it's still an adjustment I'm having to get used to in my head.

Here's hoping 2013 is the year of embracing it!

I've lost almost 60 pounds but still feel the same, even though I'm in clothes almost 3 sizes smaller. I wonder about the day I'll realize I can stop wanting to lose weight because I am/feel heavy. I'm 20 pounds away from my freshman high school weight and it's all so unreal for me.

I got up to 321 lbs at one time. I lost 70 of that and started getting a lot of attention and compliments. I felt like my friends and family were being weird and staring a lot. It made me uncomfortable. You'd think that I'd have gotten used to it gradually, but no one ever started complimenting me or paying attention til about 65-70 lbs were gone. Then it was too much for me. I let myself get out of control again and gained almost all of it back.
Don't do that! It is so hard to get back off again. And the attention will go away eventually. And I'm sure that eventually you will get used to the new reflection too. Be proud of what you've accomplished! And think of the health strides you've most surely made!

This is such a great thread, and it's something I worry about often. I'm about 11-16 pounds away from my goal, and I can't tell a difference in the mirror, my measurements have barely changed, etc. I wouldn't say I have a new body and nobody freaks out and notices my weight loss yet, but I worry about these things all the time. Thanks for posting this!

Gosh yes. I was skinny as a kid, skinny as a teenager, had some difficulties money wise in college and had months of feast and famine. The yo-yo of food and no food (literally) caused the initial weight to pack on, that and some medical issues, surgery and a general slowing down of a formerly fairly healthy lifestyle.

Now, I've lost roughly 34-35 kg, and I've dropped many sizes in clothing. Sometimes, I look at myself and go, "Holy crap that's /me/!" And other days, I look at myself and think, "Holy /crap/, that's me." I see skinny me, and I see fat me. When I have a filling dinner, I still want to ball up my jacket on my belly to hide a bulging midsection that's no longer there. In clothing, I still see the larger, plus-sized woman I once was.

Pictures help put things in perspective, and I have also noticed that examining myself in pieces (aka, only stand where my arm is the only thing in the mirror) helps me to see past what my brain struggles to see. We identify with what we look like and that takes a long time to change.

I'm still working on mine. I have to remind myself, some days, that I'm not done yet. I'm on the last stretch, but I've still got a ways to go (when I think I look skinny enough to stop). I'm aiming for *healthy*, and my body fat % is not healthy yet.

I have to remind myself, as well, of how far I've come, when I look in the mirror and see the old fat me. I might not be done, but I've come a heck of a long way.

It's slow going, but I'm slowly, finally starting to see the real me emerging out of the fat-girl-crisis in the mirror. It just takes time.

At least, I hope so. I want no weeble-wobbling of emotional fail when I'm finally maintaining! I am to be HAPPY.