Weight Loss Stories Novels & Stories

William asked with a smile. "Of course, it's tiring for me, but I have to do it since I want to lose weight." Valeria touched her waist. "Look, I'm still so fat! All my efforts have gone down the drain during this period of time. My mom, dad, grandpa, and Raymond, have been sabotaging my work. They've been trying to persuade me to eat more food every day. If I continue to stay here, I'm afraid I won't be able to lose any weight for the rest of my life."

Losing ten pounds in one week, Nora became worried when she came to check on me after not hearing anything. Being a wonderful friend, she forced me to get out of bed and start taking care of myself. When she found out that I hadn’t eaten anything in a week and was wasting away, she forced me to take a shower and took me out to eat. Immediately, just being outside in the fresh air helped. However, when I went to the restaurant, the smell of meat ended up making me puke all over the waiter and they threw me out.

I faked a laugh. "I have realised you have lost some weight, you eat these weird foods and you always look fatigued or dehydrated.You are good just the way you are, promise me you are gonna stop this madness." He took my hand and placed it on his head and all I did was nod. "Hey, don't mind them.I just got weak because of the weight loss program am following.I should stop being obsessed with fitness." I faked a laugh.

The day before the start of a new semester, Gianna Sutton, my online girlfriend, tells me she lost me to her best friend in a dice game. I haven't even figured out what's going on when she suddenly adds me to the group chat with more than a hundred people. I notice the newly made announcement pinned to the top. "Congratulations to Natalia, our campus belle, for winning herself a 220-pound boyfriend!" Just then, someone posts a photo of me from high school. I am wearing an oversized uniform in the photo, my stomach pushing against the desk before me. I am so overweight that my eyes are barely visible. Those in the group chat immediately go wild. "That thing can't be human! It's clearly a

That night, I cried in secret almost all night and decided to go on a diet. With a lot of difficulties, I managed to lose 25 kilos in a year. God knows how hard it was to change my eating habits; I starved myself a lot. After I lost weight, some things changed in my life. I started buying clothes more easily, and men began looking at me with desire. The idiots from college who had belittled me so much wanted to be with me, and even that jerk Ethan was after me. I was the same person, with the same values and thoughts, but just because I had a different body, I was seen as someone else. That never pleased me. If their feelings had been genuine, they would have accepted me as I was. The body d

A girl asked. “Excuse me?” “I thought about binging and purging and I wanted to see if it actually works.” “I don’t know what you mean.” I shook my head. “So those pictures on the bulletin board aren't real?” I tore out of the bathroom. I couldn’t move as fast as I wanted to be, considering I was pregnant but I was still moving pretty fast. I almost fainted when I reached and saw pictures of conversations I had on the forum about trying to lose weight.

It was almost like they thought we wouldn’t understand; they never bothered changing a word of the script the company had given them. After the awful TED‑talk, it was time for the weight. It was a ritual, almost like an exam of some sort. I stood on the scale, holding my breath and hoping that it would not be higher than my last weight, even though I knew I had gained some during vacation. It was healthy weight, strongly recommended by my doctor to avoid relapsing. “See, I told you to keep back on the carbs during your vacation. Now you come back and you are ten kilograms heavier?” Laura roared, standing up from her seat in one swift move that sent the chair clashing with the white wall beca

“Why did you buy them all? I thought you were starving and it turned out you are giving this to me. How sweet of you, my dean.” “Watch your mouth, you idiot call me with that lame name.” “Then should I call you mine?” Natawa ako ng muntik niyang mabitawan ang paper bags na dala niya. “Anyway, I can't eat them…” It’s not that I hate nor dislike them but my mom’s words keep on playing. It’s been my habit to go on a crash diet even though my proportion right now is 34, 22 34, my mom still wants me to lose weight because her proportion was 34 20 34, she wants me to have the same as hers.

The crazy thing was how she laughed each time she told those stories, but to me, the experiences were all pathetic. That evening, Sandra wore her uniform and left for her night shift in a hotel. I was alone at her home. I arranged my clothes in their place, and assured myself I would use this period to workout and become slimmer. It had to start today. I squeezed my body into black top and loose pink trousers and headed outside. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. A short 22 year old with fat hands and bloated belly which bulged out of my trousers. I inhaled deeply. Perhaps if I'm committed to working out every evening, it may help me shed some weight.

I compliment him as we continue driving to the game. He's literally gone from having a protruded belly to having a six-pack. So I can't help but, "Is it because of someone special?" I ask this because he always used to say he'll only lose weight if he found someone special. "There was." He tries to say with a smile but I don't miss the sadness in his eyes. I make a mental note to ask him about it. I've turned into one of those people who are constantly giving people advice and saving them in the last few months. A lot of people don't appreciate it but that's not going to stop me.