Colin's Story: Obesity to Anorexia
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Page 2 of 2 I kept this up for a while, until I met Vicky in April 2004. I fell in love straight away. We started going out, so she noticed my eating problems early on in our relationship. She lived with it for a few months, my constant gym visits, eating next to nothing all the time, etc. It all came to a head one night when she offered my some chocolate and I refused. We had a massive fight about my problem and she said couldn’t handle what I was doing to myself and didn’t know how much longer she could put up with it. This scared me, as I thought she would leave me, so the very next day, I changed. It wasn't easy, far from it. I would describe it as the hardest thing I have ever done. To try and change my mindset from basically thinking that food is evil and if I eat even a little too much, that I will be 20 stone again in no time, to "hey, food isn't that bad, as long as your sensible with it", took along time to sink in. But I did it. I started having a proper breakfast (cereal), lunch (sandwich), and a proper healthy dinner. I started enjoying all the foods that I deprived myself of for years, especially chocolate. I always have and always will have a sweet tooth. I even started going the gym less. It took a long time to adjust back what most people know as normal. Every time I had something a little unhealthy or didn’t go the gym when I would normally would or put a little weight on, I would feel sick with myself, and I got upset sometimes. With the support of my friends and family and Vicky especially, I got through it all. Now, I couldn’t be happier. Vicky and I got married last year, which was the most amazing day of my life. We own our own home and have a mad puppy that drives us both nuts. I haven't been on a set of scales for a year now. I roughly weigh around 14 and a half stone. I still go running 3-4 times a week and have weights in the garage that I workout with, but that’s it. I am a little bit overweight for my liking at the present, so am trying to lose a little bit of weight, but if I don’t then I know it’s not the end of the world. I certainly wont be starving myself to do it, I love my food far too much to do that. I can’t believe I can say that now. When I look back now at the pictures from my 21st, I realise what my family and friends were saying. I looked ill. I felt ill. I was just skin and bones. I had no meat on me at all and for a lad that is nearly 6ft, was far too much under weight. I had gone from being clinically obese to what I was told later was Anorexia. It has taken me nearly 6 years to realise that. It has taken a long time to get myself out of that mind set. To realise that it doesn’t matter that if I’m a little overweight or have a bit of a belly, that it’s not the end of the world. I am still better off than when I was clinically obese and that’s the most important thing. |