i think there are a lot of people who associate being heavy with being lazy, and to some extent lazy also implies not smart. i was fortunate to have a good group of friends who looked past that. i never felt lonely, which i think a lot of larger people often feel.
when i lived in vancouver, that was probably my first really big attempt at focusing on weight and fitness. i got a personal trainer, i was going to the gym multiple times a week, and i would go hiking on the weekends with my friends. as a natural side-effect of constantly working out my eating improved a lot, i was cooking at home a lot more. so the combination of that brought me to one of the lowest weights i’ve been in a long time.
unfortunately, my weight was so heavily tied to my emotions. in vancouver, i had amazing friends and was having such a great time there, but when i moved to kitchener, i really struggled. it wasn’t the type of lifestyle i wanted for myself. so i wasn’t exercising as much as i should have been, and ordering in a lot more. the combination of being more sedentary and eating a lot more resulted in me gaining a lot of weight.
i joined weight watchers, which is probably the closest to a diet process that i followed. i really enjoyed it because it provided structure and rules i could follow and that helped me lose quite a lot of weight safely, which is what i liked over any of the fad diets. when i moved back to toronto, the pandemic happened and everything went topsy-turvy and i ended up gaining all of that weight back, and a bit more.