Content warning: If the post title didn’t already convey this, I’ll be talking about weight loss in this post. If this is a subject that is difficult for you, you may wish to skip it.
I haven’t made it common knowledge, but I recently began taking semaglutide. It’s not a secret, per se, but I just don’t want to have to talk about my weight with people and answer questions about everything. That said, I wanted to be able to record my experience somewhere and thought “Hey! I have a blog!” so here we are. If you are one of the one people who read this thing, then you’re privy to knowledge few others have. Lucky you!
I have binge eating disorder and have for as long as I can remember. I can’t have a cookie, I eat the whole package. I can’t have half a cup of ice cream, I eat the whole pint. I can’t have a handful of chips, I eat the whole bag. Most of the time I don’t want to eat the entire thing, but sometimes I sit down with the intention of doing just that, especially if I’m stressed out.
Today marks the end of week 1 on semaglutide, and I’ve already started seeing changes. I can’t say that I’m never hungry, as that would be a lie. But it’s more of a distant voice than an all-encompassing one. I can ignore it. And more importantly I can ignore the urge to binge. I eat less at meals. I eat fewer snacks. And when I do eat something, I eat one and I’m done. In the evening when I usually have a snack, instead of something super sugary I’m reaching for a protein shake (150 kcal and 25g protein). It’s honestly amazing.
I’ve lost 4 pounds already, and I’m excited to take my second dose tomorrow. I’ve also joined the local YMCA and will be taking a water exercise class with one of my good friends. I am looking forward to getting back into weight training.
Semaglutide has given me something that I haven’t had in a long time: hope.