From Fat to Thin and Back Again: Part 2

There I stood in the only house I ever knew holding a box of pills I didn't need.


I was about 5'6" and weighed no more than 125 pounds. Sure I wasn't model thin and I had some meat on my bones but I certainly wasn't fat. I had friends who were bigger and lots who were smaller.


Grabbing the pills was not about weight loss, I see that now. It was about control. I needed to see that I was in charge of something, anything in my life. But also, the losing weight part was like an added bonus because I always felt like I could be skinnier.


After taking the box of pills from that drawer, I read every single word on the insert. Lots of it didn't make any sense and was mostly medical mumbo jumbo. I did read and comprehend about how with the help of exercise I could lose more weight than just simply dieting alone.


That evening, in my room, I made a decision. I decided that the pills would not be enough and that the next day I would start running.


The following day I didn't eat a single thing until dinner.

Before dinner I went on a run, which honestly resembled more of a walk/jog jig.

I ate very little dinner and never before in my life had I felt so powerful.

Part 1