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last week, I hit a bit of a stand-still, I didn’t lose any weight, I stayed the same at 254 and that hit me a little hard because ever since I had started this journey I had at least lost 1 pound at each weigh in. So, seeing the scale stay the same was a little upsetting. 

So I didn’t post last week, but got right back on track and this week, lost another 3 pounds, for a grand total of 251 pounds. as of april, I have lost a total of 18 pounds!

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Weigh in day

I had my weekly weigh in today and can say I’ve lost another 2 pounds! taking me down to 254 pounds! 15 pounds down in total! 

It’s coming guys!

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Hello!!

I’m Kaitlyn, I’m 19 and I’m overweight. On New Years Eve this year I said the same thing I said every year before, “This is gonna be the year I lose this weight” But for some reason, something felt different this year, and I am actually doing it. Maybe it was because of how (very much) drunk I was, idk, whatever it was, it’s working! 

let’s go back a while, to when this all started. Now, I’ve been a slightly chubbier-than-everyone-else kid my entire life, however, it didn’t sky rocket until I hit puberty when I was about 11 years old. I started to realize I had to buy large shirts when my friends didn’t need to, and sometimes I couldn’t even fit into the clothes at what ever store we were at. That started the decline of my self confidence. I didn’t realize that other kids were noticing my weight because none of my friends ever made me feel different because of it, which I am so very thankful for, so thank you to my small circle of elementary school friends who never made me feel different. But there were people who noticed, and I remember this vividly, it was the first type of negativity I had encountered from other kids, regarding my weight. let’s set the scene, I’m getting ready to go outside for recess, it’s winter in Canada so I have to put on all my winter gear which takes some time, the only two people left getting ready are me, and some boy who never talked to me or my friends. I wasn’t talking to him, nor was he talking to me, I was minding my own business, zipping up my coat and grabbing my toque when I hear seven words that hurt much worse than breaking my collarbone, “You should join a weight loss program.” I went home crying that day, my mom had to call the school, set up meetings with the principal, and deal with an 11 year old asking why she was born fat every night. I was supposed to audition for LEAP, an arts program for middle schoolers in my city, with all my friends from dance. I did not go to my audition, I thought I was too fat to dance. (I never stopped taking dance classes though, dance will always be the best part of my life.)

Fast forward, I’m in grade 9. High school is already fucking hell and my anxiety towards my weight and self image made it worse. I found myself in drama classes and clubs to feel safe, because my school was so focused on sports. I stopped eating lunch that year. During lunch hour we were allowed to go buy our lunch and we would eat in the hallways and rarely, in the cafeteria. I couldn’t stand the fact of people walking past me, looking down and seeing the fat girl eating a slice of pizza, french fries, or a burger and thinking “She wouldn’t be fat if she didn’t eat that” even though I didn’t know them. I eventually got over my fear and began bringing my lunch to school and occasionally treating myself to something unhealthy, like poutine or pizza, and I felt good, I felt okay, and then grade 10 came along. I was friends with two girls, and I found out through a mutual friend that when they would hang out without me, they would make fun of my weight and had said “If she didn’t eat the way she did, she wouldn’t be fat”, I was heartbroken, and when I finally got enough courage to confront them, found it to be true. Grade 11 was the year i found the best people in the world (you know who you are), they showed me it was okay to be me, I became more self respecting and I was all around happy. But I gained weight, but I wasn’t severely obese, so I thought I was okay.

And now we’re here, I took a year off after graduation to work, lost both of my grandmothers within that year and gained 30 pounds. I was at a whopping 239 pounds and disgusted with myself. The next year (end of 2016) I started college, and the “freshman 15″ hit me hard, at the end of 2016 I was at my highest, 269 pounds. I sat down with my mom and I looked her in the eyes and said “I refuse to ever break 300 pounds.” so I took matters into my own hands and began researching. I started the Ideal Protein Diet on April 5th 2017 and as of May 5th 2017 I have lost a total of 13 pounds, taking me down to 256 pounds, and I’m only going down from there. So follow me as I take on this journey, and if you’re in a similar boat, we can do this together! No one deserves to feel the way I felt at such a young age, we should all feel sexy in our own skin!