I step up on the scale every other week and see the number go a little lower. At first I was ecstatic because I've been around 30 bmi my whole life and I was finally shedding some pounds through cardio and calorie restriction. Now at about 26 bmi I still wanna lose weight but I dread the fact that losing a few more pounds will make me normal bmi. I've always thought that losing weight will make me good on the eye but it just looks like I've won the genetic lottery because my face is still fucking fat with no chin or anything. Intially I just wanted to know what it feel like to be normal weight and just to see how I really looked behind all that obesity and guess what I still look the fucking same. Earlier I attributed my features to my weight and was content with the bubble I had created around myself but now my efforts feel futile. I still wanna keep on going to see if I would look any better at 22 bmi but I feel like stopping because if I don't like what I see at that point I won't have the comfort I earlier enjoyed that I'm fat and will look better when I decide to drop the weight. I know I should be content with I've got and I've worked my ass off to lose weight. This is very shallow/incel-like feeling I've been having lately. How do I be happy again?

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