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How Overweight Men Can Overcome Shame
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I’ve been overweight for most of my adult life. I’ve struggled with my weight and my clothes for more than half of my life. It wasn’t always this way.
During my High School days, I had been diagnosed with Epilepsy and had to take special pills twice every day. It turns out, those pills had some effect on me, and I’ve started gaining lots of weight. Up to that point, I was as skinny as a stick. My mom would always try to make me eat more because I was thin. All of that changed with the pills.
The years passed by. I kept on getting bigger, and I needed new clothes to reflect the new size. I loathed the skin I was wearing. I hated every minute of it. I fantasized on becoming someone else — more fit, more muscular. I didn’t want to be me. Being me was a nightmare. My brain wasn’t right and now my body too. I’m nothing. That’s was what I thought about myself.
I cried under the sheets.
I wanted to be left alone, but I needed a hug.
A few years later, I was recruited to the army. Being fat, Epileptic and also in need of glasses made the army put me in an office and in front of a computer. I was miserable in my skin, but I…
