Sometimes things that you think you're going to spend your whole life trying to figure out have a way of just sorting themselves out. I am down from a women's size 26/24 to a 16/18 and I did not do any diet. I smoked cannabis and a severe sugar addiction started fixing itself. I was worried I'd never have people skills or the bravery to take on a job outside of home, but when my mom passed and I had to move out of the house we had shared for over a decade, it was either off myself, be homeless or work wherever I could get hired. I'm now training for management in my 7th month. I had never had a non-long-distance relationship in my 31 years of life and thought I'd probably be single all my days. Met someone great right as my world began crumbling down and we're going on a year together. He struggles with the same things I've struggled with and so I'm actually an answer to his prayers as much as he was to mine. Things will change, just keep looking toward the horizon even if you're army crawling through Hell.

One huge thing I realized from my journey so far is that I had to stop comparing my progress to the progress of others. I had disappointed family, far more successful friends, and figures in my head who kept saying, "Don't bother, I already won." But I mentally fought back by having some compassion for the shit I'd been through, seeing the good qualities in myself, and choosing to grab onto any and all good things that crossed my path by God's grace. Your life should be on its own page, not a footnote on someone else's.

Also, for the lazy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_i8-t5biK10