I think losing weight and being in a happy place go hand in hand. Some people fall into really dark places and that's where their motivation stems from. But. ultimately, I think you have to have an underlying positive outlook before your journey really has that chance to take hold.
Starting out is always the hardest. I was eating BK, Taco Bell, MCD, Wendy's, or Little Caesar's almost every day. I gained 20-25 pounds in less than 8 months. I got so low and depressed that food was my vice. I would eat because I felt like I hated myself... Every day, I'd get out for lunch, and immediately my brain would manipulate my body into driving to one of the above food joints and order as much as I could eat, if not more. I would say to myself things like, "fuck fuck fuck fuck" when I got cravings because it was uncontrollable. It's not like I was a zombie, but I justified everything because I just hated myself so it didn't matter. I loved to hate myself; feeding my body whatever I wanted because I just didn't care...but I loved it... On lunch, I ate a shit ton...everyday. "It's OK, because I'm a piece of shit anyway haha lol." I'd snapchat my binges sometimes too... This is why I feel like you need to be in a happy place... Because right now I'm down almost 20 pounds and you just gotta love yourself first.
In the end, you have to be strong enough to push through those initial growing pains. I tried at least ten times and I'd always fall back into eating shit food. I'm not preaching the choir right now because no one is perfect and I'll probably fall back on the same shit one day again... But the least I can do is get to a place where I can reassure myself that anything is possible...and hopefully that will motivate me to keep going.
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