Where to start

Hello! My name is Katie. I'm 21 years old and I am from Hamilton, New Zealand.

When I was 15 my Mum was killed in a car accident. I learnt to deal with feelings through stress eating and binge eating which made me gain and lose weight all the time.

Over the past two years I sunk into a deep depression after being bullied by my Wintec classmates who also happened to be my flatmates. I've always been a friendly person and when someone doesn't like me for reasons they can't explain, then it hurts me.

The three girls that I lived with were my friends and then one day it switched. They hated on me, they bitched, my own friend who I had introduced to them decided to be their friend and I felt like I was living in a prison cell living with them. I have no family that I'm close enough with to ask for help and let me spend time away at their house to get me out of the flat and away from them, I only had my boyfriend (who was amazing btw) to lean on, he also lived two houses in front of ours.

I reached breaking point last year in August. I was terrified to be home alone in my own flat in case my flatmates were judging me. My boyfriend had his tonsils removed and went to stay at his parents to recover. I was alone, scared and really unhappy.

As he was recovering, I had barely left my bedroom and had reached the point where I couldn't handle what was happening around me. My rock was too sick himself to support me and so I tried to overdose on sleeping pills in the hope I could escape.

That night my brother (who I hadn't been close to in years) saved me. Had I continued, I wouldn't be writing this blog today.

I was sent to the doctors the next day, who immediately referred me to a therapist and I was placed on anxiety pills... which is where this whole story begins.

Soon after being placed on anxiety pills, I discovered that I was hungry ALL THE TIME. The hormones in my anxiety pills and my birth control pill were colliding with each other which made my hunger sky rocket.

I also discovered that eating made me less anxious and depressed than I had been feeling.

I got to a point where I could eat two pizzas almost by myself and it would make me happy and make me feel full.

Little did I notice the amount of weight I was gaining in the meantime.

When I moved into my boyfriends parents last November I tipped the scales at a whopping 94.6kg!!!

That almost sent me into a new depression seeing those numbers on the scales. Less than 8 months earlier I was 68kg. Still not skinny for my height, but it sounds a lot better than almost 100kg.

There and then I decided I wanted to change. I wanted to be skinny, healthy and happy again. I ditched the anxiety pills just before Christmas and on the 27th (after eating all the yummy xmas food), I began the healthy eating journey.

My boyfriend decided to diet alongside me as motivation for me as well as to help himself.

We started calorie counting using the app MY FITNESS PAL and went from there.

6 weeks ago we began the 5:2 diet after reading an article about a lady down south who lost 29kg on the diet in less than two years. We figured we could try it and see what would happen.

Today on the 3rd of March, 9 weeks into our changes, I am down to 85.9kg. Thats almost 10kg down! I'm feeling happy and as I'm writing this I am starving. But I'm excited for my new results tomorrow.

Ill continue documenting our foods we eat, our exercises and how we handle the 5:2 diet over the next wee while.

Until next time,

Katie x