I'll keep it to the most core observations:
I'd just bought my new truck, had money in the bank, and lost 70 pounds. I felt small, skinny, better. But there was no emotional change. I felt more invisible to the world than before. Girls were hostile toward me. Literally no one, family, friends, or strangers, cared that I lost weight. Only me. Looking in the mirror I was an oddity to myself. For some reason I don't understand, after a year of hard work, the idea of "phase 2: get ripped" repulsed me. I put on 10 pounds immediately, then the rest within a year. My bizarre emotional dichotomy is: I hated being skinny, but now wish I was skinny again. I know studies show most people gain back immediately, but I never thought I'd be like that.
TL:DR, I was like a competition freediver swimming down to a 70 pound-loss, then flailing back up as if for air.
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