I had issues with my weight for years. I have been both side of the coin.
Let me start from the beginning. Growing up I was a skinny kid. By 13 I started noticing my weight changing. I was 115 at 15. I started playing tennis and become a little buff. I still remember being in JCpenny fitting room crying to my mom that nothing would fit cause my legs were getting so big.
By 16, I was seeing someone… my first really boyfriend. I would be in this relationship for 4 years. We would do nothing but sit in his apartment or go out to eat. I gain weight at this time, I was 165 lbs at 19. Locked in a body I didn’t want and locked in bad relationship that I was trying to eat myself out of. After high school I became a hairdresser. I was well paid hairdresser that would blow all her money at the bars. That right, I was 19 going to bars.
Getting drunk almost every night. Now 20, I was in a new relationship with new problems. The relationship was worst then the last one. I was so depress. I hate being left home while he lied to me and go out to party. He never had me around his friends. One morning I came over to surprise him. As I knock on the door to see through the window a girl get up from his bed. At that moment I just stop eating and just started drinking to numb the pain. I would date this guy for two years. I would drink Thursday, Friday and Saturday to the point of blacking out. I would even drive home in these conditions most nights. I would pop one benadryl to past out every night. Until the day I took between 8 to 10 and went out for a drive (after that night I stop taking benadryl to sleep). Now I was 100 lbs and going onto 21.
I find another boyfriend and I thought I was happy. Started to gained a little weight. I was still drinking but not as much as I used to. I was 125 and 22. My relationship was not the best but to me it was better then all the rest. Then out of no where he broke up with me. I lost it, I started drinking heavy again.
I just to jumped into another relationship to numb the pain from the last break up. This relationship was pretty bad on both of our parts. I was jaded from my past and he felt bitter towards me cause the emotional baggage I would dump on him. At the end of that relationship I was tried of running and jumping through all these relationships. We broke cause of the fighting all time. I was 140 and 23.
The first time I meet God I was 23, months before I was turning 24. The ex-boyfriend that I was with when I was 22 “the happy relationship one” brought me to this church (that I still am a member of til this day) to lift my spirits. I would go to church with him for a couple months. Until he got a girlfriend and told me that he never wanted to see or talk to me again. So I left the church cause I couldn’t bear to see him. Unknown to me that he left the church too at the same time.
For the next three months I drank and partied. Just dating and going out without a care in the world. I started dating my last boyfriend for a couple months. I ended it within 5 months of the on and off relationship. Between this time I would jump from 115 to 135, on how I was felt that week.
Four months after I turned 24, I was burnt out. It was Sunday in late August I told God I was done. I drove back to church and never left. I’m going to be 27 in three months. I can’t be happier. I don’t track my weight anymore cause I just don’t care. God has healed my body and my heart. Thank God!
If you have any stories about weight issues or anything that God has pulled you through.
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