One of the things that bothers me most is that people see me and say, “You’re thin. You can eat whatever you want! “Really? I answer. Why do you think that if I eat, I won’t gain weight?
I don’t have any special genes. If I eat more than my body needs, I gain weight. I weigh exactly once a week. And if I raise, I feel the same frustration and disappointment.
I run about 50 km a week, and the only thing that goes through my head is “when is it going to end?!”
And I also fantasize about eating what I want.
But!!! This is the choice I made for myself. 18 years ago. I am not going to return to this feeling of self-hatred. Hide the belly or look at myself while walking in the reflection of the windows of the cars and hate what I see
I am responsible for my happiness. It’s in my hands only. Control, health, and order make me happy.
I maintain nutrition and sport and don’t give up on my self.
The good news is that over the years it is getting easier. All the “things” that are bad for me, I just don’t see them anymore. They are not appealing to me.