I have been on a diet my whole life. I think I went from being an infant, to a size ten. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but for as long as I can remember I have always been worried about my weight. At the beginning of my sophmore year in highschool I weighed in at 164 pounds. That was a hard time for me. I was surrounded by teenagers who had beautiful bodies and I wanted to be one of those girls. During that year I began to follow Weight Watchers and I lost a total of 36 pounds. I was so proud of myself. My mommy expressed how proud she was of me as well and then said something that will stick with me the rest of my life "Nikki, with the type of genes you have, you will always struggle with your weight if you're not careful." I appreciate my mother for being honest with me, because here it is ten years later and I struggle with my weight.
I recently had a conversation with my cousin about weight. As I was listening to her it dawned on me that she and I think about our weight EVERY day. Seriously, not a day goes by that I don't think about how much weight I want to lose or how uncomfortable I feel in my current body. There's nothing wrong with wanting to be fit and healthy, but it becomes a problem when all of your thoughts are consumed by it.
Am I the only one struggling with this? Has anyone went through the same thing, but overcame it? Help.