I Thought I Had to Suffer to Deserve the Body I Wanted

Let me just say it straight:

I’ve lost over 80 pounds…

Three. Separate. Times.

And each time, I thought this would finally be it. This would be the moment I crossed some invisible finish line and finally got to feel proud, free, and at peace with my body.

But the scale never held the key.

The diets never lasted.

And the shame? Oh, the shame stuck around like a damn shadow.

That is—until I gave myself permission to do it my way.

Until I found something that finally worked with my body instead of waging war on it.

That’s when I found GLP-1.

And yes—I had shame about that, too.

I kept thinking:

“Is this cheating?”

“Will people judge me?”

“Shouldn’t I be able to just willpower my way there?”

And for a while, I kept quiet. Even as the weight came off, even as my energy returned, even as I started feeling like my outside finally matched the woman I always saw on the inside—I was still carrying this guilt.

Because we’ve been taught that if something feels easier, it must be wrong.

That if we’re not suffering, we’re not earning it.

And that, my love, is a straight-up lie.

I didn’t cheat.

I healed.

I stopped punishing myself.

I stopped chasing the next quick fix.

I chose a path that gave me sustainability and sanity—not more self-hate masked as discipline.

GLP-1 gave me space.

To breathe.

To eat without spiraling.

To finally focus on the rest of my life, instead of what I was or wasn’t allowed to eat that day.

And listen, this isn’t me telling you that meds are the answer for everyone.

This is me saying:

You don’t have to keep fighting yourself.

You don’t need to shrink into the version of you that diet culture demanded.

You don’t have to earn your worth by being hungry, exhausted, or constantly “starting over” every Monday.

You deserve to feel safe in your body.

You deserve freedom.

You deserve joy.

And however you find that—whether it’s through GLP-1, therapy, coaching, community, or all of the above—it’s valid. It’s sacred. And it’s yours.

My story isn’t over.

But for the first time in decades, it finally feels like I’m writing it from a place of love—not punishment.

If you’ve ever felt this way—if you’re in the messy middle right now—I see you. You’re not alone. 💬 Come find me on IG (@thebeamlife) and shoot me a DM. Let’s talk about it. No shame. Just truth, healing, and support.