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My Wieght Loss Journey

My weight loss journey started a month ago. 

I had just been asked for a divorce and decided to move back to the States rather than attempt to forge a new life for myself in Germany where I had been living for the past 20 years. 

I chose June 19th which was both Father's Day and Juneteenth this year to be the day I started to lose the weight. On that day I wished 403 pounds.

It was a combination of things, old injuries from my time in the military had flared up a few years earlier to the point I didnt feel like pushing through the pain to get a workout in. 

Where we had moved to in Germany didnt have a gym nearby and I went on three forms of anti pshychotic medications to treat my schizophrenia. 

I have been told two of those medications 💊 contribute to weight gain which makes sense because in the year and a half that I was on all three forms of medication I ballooned up by an extra 200 pounds.

Walking up and down stairs without a decent amount of incintive had essentially become out of the question. I never really fit in in Germany 🇩🇪. Nothing against the German people, they simply have a personality different to mine and I ended up, for the most part only interacting with people in an official capacity. I had no friends.

A few days before leaving the country my wife who is very physically active was showing off her figure. She had lost 40 pounds and her abs were showing.

When I asked her how she did it she showed me that along with here array of vitamins she takes on a daily basis she was taking fat burners and a tablet she called Orlistat that she had ordered off Amazon.

She gave me an Orlistat and told me to try some before I left.

The next day I blew up the bathroom like the bomb that ended World War 2. I continued to get high on her supply and had lost 8 pounds within 3 days.

Apparently Orlistat, if I remember correctly has an enzyme that binds with fats in the colon that gets expelled quick fast and in a hurry. 

Initially I had a lot of oily discharge and stayed near the porcelain throne like my life depended on it. 

I made certain to stop taking the pills three days prior to traveling to avoid soiling myself or having to go to the bathroom on the plane ride.

Once I arrived in Florida Iooked up supplements with Orlistat in it and found Alli. I'm not sponsored by or endorsing Alli weight loss tablets, its just what I found. I told my sister about Alli and she said they sell them to soldier on post where her husband is stationed. 

That gave me confidence, the fact that Alli is sold to military and passes thier standards of health and safety. So I ordered a bottle on Amazon (all hail Jeff Bezos!)

I have been taking the tablets religiously three times daily and decided to up the ante of my weightloss journey by introducing exercise.

 I ordered a scale that takes my measurements and connects with my smartphone so I could track my progress as accurately and in a detailed fashion as I wanted and then I ordered a smartwatch to keep track of my steps.

My feet hurt, they hurt a lot on most days. I have plantar fasciitis but the weight is more concerning so I decided to take up walking every day.

The first day I started walking I walked 3.2 miles to Publix and had to lay down on the sidewalk several times because of my feet and chronic back pain. 

To my dismay each time I laid down a driver would pull over, concerned that I had had a stroke or been overwhelmed by the heat and I would have to explain that I was ok, just taking a break.

This happened several times over the course of the next two weeks. Me laying down on the side of the road and drivers pulling over, some of them actually getting out of thier cars to take care of me.  

So I changed my pattern went incognito and took a page out of Jacko Willink's book and started walking at 4:30 in the morning.

There is a Crunch Fitness gym in the community where I am staying and their prices are cheap so I decided to join the gym. I can't do squats or any major back exercises but the gym is only 2.7 miles a way and I can do constant movement at the gym for about half an hour then walk back home.

Three days ago or just shy of a month since starting my weightloss journey was the first time I walked all the way to the gym and back without having to lie down. 

I count that as a major mark of progress.

I trolled a lot of apps looking for exercise and weightloss motivation and on the 18th I downloaded StepBet and entered a walking competition lasting from the 18th of July to the 28th of August. You have to walk 6 days a week as part of the challenge and going to and from the gym is perfect as I can get my steps in.

I fluctuate between 383 and 385 pounds this week in spite of continuing to take my Alli on a daily basis. The bathroom emergencies are few and far between in comparison to that first week and the numbers on the scales aren't dropping as drastically but I am taking a daily constitutional aka bathroom break of some significance on a daily basis so I measured myself and put those stats in the app for my scale.

All in all I have lost 20 pounds in a month and walking a somewhat far distance has gotten slightly easier. 

This I would consider to be a great thing. 

I am keeping progress pictures of my weightloss transformation on my OnlyFans account. Sorry no spicy pictures. So far I only have one fan and no subscribers.

Anyways thats my story about losing weight this year. Thanks for reading.

Moving To America

The first twenty years of my life I spent living outside of the United States, my parents are non-denominational Christian missionaries and they raised me in Papua New Guinea where they had found an unreached tribe, established a church, school, and built an airstrip so that the government could provide teachers and medical aid.

The family moved to America around the time I turned thirteen, we lived in Georgia for about a year then the mission organization my parents are with had them move to their headquarters in Orlando, Florida. Orlando is where I went to high school, actually, I ended up being homeschooled throughout most of high school and made most of my friends and social connections at our local church which has since shut down and I no longer really know anybody who attended there, but the memories are fond and I had a fun teenage experience that you could describe as fairly wholesome.

After graduating high school in 1999 I did not know what I wanted to do with my life and one of my parent’s friends suggested I attend one of the Torchbearer Bible Schools, an international organization of Bible Schools with locations spread across the globe.

So, shortly after graduating high school in 1999, I attended Bodenseehof in Germany where all of the students called Bode2k in reference to the Y2K conspiracy theory that all of the computers were going to fail when the year turned 2000. Then I went on to study in Austria in the spring of 2000 at a school called Tauernhof in the small town of Schladming.

I came home and not much longer after that September 11th occurred and a friend of mine who had student loans asked me to join the US Army with him as part of a buddy program. Well long story short, it turned out my “buddy” didn’t get his loans forgiven by the Army and he ended up not joining, he had planned it all out and was hellbent on becoming an infantryman and really pushed selecting that MOS or Military Occupational Service, he even took me to see Black Hawk Down in order to show me how great an infantry job could be.

Before he backed out on me we did go to MEPs in Tampa, Florida together and took the ASVAB, sort of the enlisted services version of an IQ test. Before taking the test they filled us up with water and had us go through a series of physical qualifications and all the while I kept drinking every time the soldier told us to “drink water.” Needless to say by the time it was time to take the ASVAB I had had far too much water and really needed to pee, but was told I could only go to the bathroom after taking the test.

That was the fastest test I ever took, I flew through the answers and came out of the testing facility ecstatic to finally be able to relieve myself. Ultimately I scored in the high 80s and was told I could select any MOS I wanted but my buddy was still gung ho at the time about us signing up together as infantry and I didn’t particularly care so I stuck with his decision to be trained by the infantry.

My friend, let me know that his debts were not going to be covered and that he was no longer going to join the service, he went on to be a pilot and actually flew soldiers to bordering countries of combat zones later in life.

About six months after I was in the Army, serving as an Infantry Mortar I received a letter from West Point stating that I had scored in the top 1 percentile of enlisted on my ASVAB and that I could receive a full scholarship to West Point in exchange for six years of active duty service. Ultimately I decided to decline the offer because I had no interest in being in the military for ten years.

Sometimes I regret that decision, but it is what it is.

I deployed to Kosovo on a peacekeeping mission and while there America invaded Iraq, so after finishing the tour of duty in Kosovo, I went to Iraq.

The summer after I was in Iraq I went out with a group of friends who wanted to get off post and explore Germany where we were stationed. That night I met a Fraulien who would ultimately become my wife. She had no interest in living the lifestyle the military provided and I really wanted to marry her so I left the Army and started living in Germany with my new wife.

I adopted her kid and we have two daughters together. Germany is nice but never somewhere I felt at home. I always felt homesick while living there and that I was only there because I was asked to stay for the relationship.

A few months just shy of 17 years passed of living in Germany with my family when my wife asked me for a divorce. One thing was for certain, I knew I would not thrive or enjoy life living in Germany separate from my wife and kids, I simply did not fit in and did not enjoy myself there. So I decided to move back to America.

It’s been a month since living in America, I have registered with the Veteran’s Affairs Hospital here in Orlando, Florida where I am living with family until I can figure out how to get back on my feet.

I am a paranoid schizophrenic and the VA decided to take me off two of my German prescribed anti psychotic medications to get a baseline of what I need and what they feel comfortable prescribing because in the past two years that I have been taking the medication consistently I gained 200 pounds and ballooned up to 403 pounds at my heaviest.

I was still in Germany last month which was June when I determined to go on a weight loss journey starting on the 19th of that month which was both Juneteenth and Father’s Day.

It has been a month since determining to lose the weight and I have lost exactly 20 pounds, hopefully, I can stay on only one form of medication for my schizophrenia, what I am currently on does not contribute to weight gain and I feel much more myself.

In future posts, I will write more about my weight loss journey.

In the meantime, I have been looking for ways to derive a sustainable income that is flexible with all of my doctor’s visits at the VA and the potential of dealing with manic episodes brought about by my Schizophrenia.

So far I have taken to starting a YouTube channel which I think I am mediocre at, an Etsy store, and a Patreon. I also document my weight loss journey regularly on OnlyFans but no takers yet.

So, yeah, that is me in a nutshell. Thanks for reading.