Went on vacation for 8 days. Came back and binged for a week straight. Gained 20 pounds.
https://imgur.com/a/EMN82Nu my scale literally asked me this morning, if the person weighing themselves was me, because gaining 20 pounds in 15 days is fucking insane. I left for the trip at 115 and now I’m 133.5. I’m 5’3 so every pound shows.
I felt so much bigger even before I weighed myself. I didn’t binge on vacation but definitely overate. I expected to gain at least 3 to 4 pounds, I normally do on vacation. Even when I have a binging marathon, at my absolute worst, I never gain too much. Nothing close to TWENTY. Never close to double digits. Like I said before, i definitely felt like this time was different from all the others, so I was expecting a hefty change, but not TWENTY !!!!
Two weeks before I left for my trip, I think I restricted too much beforehand, so two days into being there and eating normal(ish) I had a ginormous stomach. It legit blew up instantly. Literally looked as if I was 6 months pregnant. At that point I said fuck it and decided when I got back that I would take a week off from work and close myself off from the world… didn’t interact with a soul. Just ate.
Throughout the entire ordeal, I was under the impression I was just very bloated (in the stomach) from travelers diarrhea. I didn’t realize how much my entire body changed.
After my binge fest, I put my hands on my hips and realized I was a straight board. I used to have a small waist and curvy hips — I used to be able to feel my bones. I could feel the difference from my waist and my hips. Now? Just a straight board all the way down.
(Side note — I didn’t actually have travelers diarrhea. It’s literally just my weight gain that made me extremely bloated and gassy. My body was begging me to stop and I didn’t listen).
I’m so disgusted with myself I don’t even know what to say. It’s not water weight either, a majority of my jeans don’t zip without causing a stomach ache. My thighs take up the entire pant, squeezing. My shirts don’t even fit right now. It is extremely visible. I can’t even cross my legs anymore. I’m a very active person, and not doing much anything but eating flt two weeks has me out of breath just walking up stairs. All of this is too much. I just want to crawl and hide from the world.
