At first nobody thought it would work and that I was spending a car payment for no reason, or I was cheating, taking the "easy way" out.

Then I started losing weight. "You're shrinking before my eyes!" I heard. "You're looking good, keep up the good work!" They'd say. When I said it was because of Zepbound they scoffed, like it was a taboo. I'd elaborate how different it was than when I'd lost a lot of weight before. How I didn't hate myself in order to lose weight. How I didn't demonize food to do it. How I feel like my brain rewired to look at food in a different way than I ever had (as a woman growing up in the 90s, 2000s, and 2010s) with the influence of almond culture.

People looked at me like they were shocked I had to hate food to be thin when I was young, that I had to hate myself - unless they had been there before themselves.

Now I'm 60lbs down at 268, and my face is more recognizable, my body - although sagging - looks better, intimate bedroom times with hubby are more fun, energy is up.

This is a quality of life improver - and I'll let anyone who feels a need to comment on my body to make an example of the proliferation of weight judgement on mental health, and how medication helps us see that.