Lost 82 Pounds, Here’s the Ugly Truth No One Tells You
Truths of Weight Loss.

Losing 82 pounds sounds like a dream, right?
Of course, most days that is exactly how it feels: the result of hard work, determination, and an iron will. Now, let's get real for just a second. Writing weight loss isn't all sunshine and rainbows, okay. This is a hard admission: there is a dark side. The internet is full of so many stories of just how great life has turned out since weight loss. That is not exactly what happened.
FACING THE TRUTH
The biggest boulder in the road is to accept that I was once fat. It's still hard to talk about how difficult it was after having lost 82 pounds. I procrastinated and was lazy to get started, which delayed my healthier choices. I needed to lose 82 lbs in 18 months to reach my goal. I weighed 225 lbs and wanted to be 143 lbs. Of course, that means some brutal honesty and inner demon wrestling. While fitness photos make me proud, those "before" shots still make me cringe.
Five Harsh Realities of Getting Fit
- Here's the lowdown on the five harsh realities of getting fit after being fat:
- It Takes Time!
- By reading the first few lines of this article, many people will get inspired. That's a good thing, right?
- The answer is YES!
- But, they read the 18-month timeline. It doesn't sound too hard. That is the main problem.
It is weight loss as it should be: very slow, very steady. I waited weeks without progress; I'd think I'd get used to my new reflection. Even today, I still get a jolt of surprise when I catch my figure in the mirror. My brain still clings to the old image - size XXL instead of size M.
I still think like a fat girl when I go to the gym. Automatic self-doubt-ASSUMING a new exercise has defeated me before I even try.
Clothing and Eating
Time for new clothes? Still reaching for the outfits that cover instead of reveal.
What's for dinner? I pass so I can get my healthy choice. Losing weight is one thing, but losing the identity of being a fat girl is quite another story.
Weight Loss and Self-Love
When I was fat, I thought if I lost weight, perfection would be automatic. How naive, right? I envisioned a body with refined muscles, looks, and unlimited potential. But even now, at an ideal weight, I see how far I'm from perfect. My body isn't as firm as I had hoped, and I am still striving to tone it up. The skin is not as tight as in my teens, and no duh-it never will be.
I look better, fitter, and stronger. However, with the loss of weight, I didn't gain body acceptance and self-love. Traumas are yet to be tackled and healed. I did not transform into feeling better about myself because of weight loss. The best thing in this journey is that I do not blame my fatness anymore. Back then, I used to blame everything on my weight; I mean, ANYTHING. And I know I am not the only one; most people play the blame game to save themselves.
Not a One-Time Thing
It's an unfortunate fact that if you're fat, expectations from people will automatically be low. They think that one is lazy and cannot discipline themselves. Once you are fit, the expectations are sky-high, you must remain fit, continue making healthy choices, and jump through every hoop life throws at you.
At team-building events, nobody ever asked me to run or climb. They need some lazy, incapable man, and I didn't bother people with extra work, trying to prove them wrong. Now, as a skinny person, I feel pressure to maintain my fitness, willpower, and mental health. I find it rather hard to determine my priorities among all this external influence.
The Never-Ending Process
Gaining or losing 5 pounds when you’re fat is no big deal. No one notices. But when you’re skinny, 5 pounds feels monumental. Cheat days? Forget about them. Every choice matters, every day. This weight management journey never ends.
I have learned that discipline is the major keyword, yet it is extremely tiring. On birthdays, holidays, parties are choices always. It needs to be the healthy one if you wish to remain on track. This kind of thinking was alien to me earlier, and it's somewhat daunting to think this is forever.
Loss of That Extra Strength
When I was fat and fit, everything heavy was easy to move. My body weight gave me a strength advantage. Now, I struggle with tasks that were once effortless. I'm doing strength training, but it's not the same as the brute force I used to have.
Now people offer me help assuming I'm weak. Being a bigger girl, nobody ever gave that kind of help. My size made other people see me as capable. Now I'm perceived weaker, and it's not good. Just Remember
Weight loss is a journey with its own set of challenges. It’s great, but it’s not the fairy tale everyone imagines. Whether you’re fat or skinny, life has its difficulties. Ignoring them isn’t healthy. Whatever you’re going through is valid, and you’re the only one who can judge what’s right for you.
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Comments (1)
I've lost a similar amount of weight and related to this a lot. I see that 5 pounds post vacation and freak out. I still have a ways to go but I'm a lot healthier. Mine was related to PCOS and I ended up under the knife over it for a mass. My body will never be the same but I'm trying to love it. Thanks for opening up this way. It's good to read other people's similar journeys.