How Losing Over Half My Body Weight Completely Changed My Life

The profound transformation of my life began when I decided to confront my weight. However, the emotional and mental shifts proved to be more challenging than the physical changes I underwent.

A Turning Point Inspired by Oprah

One afternoon in 1995, I sat glued to the television, a box of Snickers perched on my lap. Oprah Winfrey’s talk show was on, and I was captured by her presence. Despite her fame and success, she carried her weight with a confidence I deeply admired. In her, I saw someone who had triumphed over the struggles I was drowning in.

Her ability to rise above societal judgment struck a chord. Unlike her, I felt imprisoned by the shame of my size. The humiliation was constant, suffocating, and pervasive. I couldn’t imagine facing a mirror without loathing my reflection. Oprah’s resilience sparked a longing in me—a desire to break free from the chains of self-hatred and live unapologetically.

Battling My Demons

My relationship with food was turbulent. I gained over 45 kilos during my pregnancy, taking the phrase “eating for two” far too literally. By the time my daughter Morgan was born in 1991, I weighed 138 kilos (304 pounds). Shame wrapped itself around me, and even insensitive comments from doctors couldn’t push me to change. Instead, I sought comfort in food, perpetuating the cycle.

The turning point came four years later, during another Oprah episode. She had shed significant weight, and her transformation jolted me into action. That day, I resolved to take control of my life, not just for me but for Morgan. I refused to let my insecurities rob her of the joys of childhood experiences or saddle her with my burdens.

The Journey Begins

The next morning, I overhauled my life. Sugary treats were banished from my pantry, replaced by nutritious alternatives. I pored over cookbooks, educating myself on healthy eating. My mother gifted me a treadmill, and although my first attempts at exercise left me gasping for air after ten minutes, I persisted.

Progress was slow but steady. Within three months, I had lost 20 kilos (45 pounds). Though the changes weren’t yet visible, I felt an inner shift—a newfound pride in my determination. With Morgan as my motivation and Oprah’s story as my guide, I pressed on.

Transforming Inside and Out

As the weight continued to drop, my confidence grew. I joined a gym, started running, and even embraced high-intensity workouts. Over 18 months, I lost 74 kilograms (163 pounds), cutting my body weight in half. I went from a size 28 to a size 10—a transformation I once believed impossible.

The physical changes were undeniable, but the psychological shift was equally profound. I suddenly experienced the world differently. Strangers treated me with kindness and respect I had never known. Compliments replaced condescension. This newfound attention was exhilarating yet disorienting, a stark reminder of society’s bias toward appearances.

Hazel got herself looking hot in time for a reunion

Embracing Balance

Sustaining such drastic weight loss was challenging, and over time, my body found a healthier equilibrium. For years, I maintained a size 12–14, a place where I felt both comfortable and confident. However, menopause brought unexpected weight gain, and I learned to adapt once again.

Now, in the later stages of my life, I no longer tie my worth to a number on a scale. My family reminds me daily of my value, showering me with love and affection that far outweighs societal standards of beauty.

Claire is feeling amazing and still going strong

A Lesson in Grace

Losing half my body weight was an extraordinary accomplishment, but the greatest gift has been the perspective it gave me. I’ve learned to celebrate my body at every stage, to find joy in life’s simple pleasures, and to let go of unattainable perfection.

Life is fleeting, and I choose to savor it, embracing every moment with gratitude. I’ve faced the struggles, celebrated the victories, and found peace in the journey. For now, I’ll enjoy my cake—without guilt—and let tomorrow take care of itself.