Transformation Isn't a Clean Break
Here's the cold truth nobody told you about losing weight: you didn't become a new man. You just took the same f*cked-up personality and dressed it in a tighter t-shirt. The mirror showing off your new abs? It's still reflecting the same coward you were back when you used fast food as emotional armor.
The 'Before' Is a Trap
You think beating your old self into the ground makes you a better man? Nah. That's just punishment wrapped in discipline. I've seen too many meatheads turn into human meat grinders, disolving every memory of their past self into a greasy stew of shame. You're not a 'good one' now. You just want to believe the version of you that survived the hunger was some kind of warrior.
Straight Up, Shame Is a Cancer
Shame isn't motivation. It's a f*cking death sentence. You're using it to justify that diet, that workout routine, that whole 'I'm the exception to fat people' bullsh*t? Congratulations, you've just trained yourself to hate every setback like it's a personal betrayal. Next time you overeat, it's not 'vindication' that your old self was The Worst. It's your brain screaming that you're still not good enough.
The Youtuber Motivation Is a Cop-Out
Watching that fat kid eat noodles to gross out your old self? That's not grit. That's cowardice. You're not looking at him and seeing a version of yourself anymore. You're looking at him and seeing what you think people think of you. Except people don't hate you, kid. You're projecting the same disgust you had onto some random dude on the internet who probably f*cking likes himself.
The 'Confirmation Bias' Myth
Just because you stopped being the guy who ate cereal for dinner doesn't mean people don't find fat men attractive. Jack Black isn't getting hit on because he's some 'safe' choice. He's being appreciated for the f*cking weirdo that he is. Problem is, your brain is cherry-picking interactions that confirm your new 'I'm not loser' narrative. You're building a reality based entirely on flirty strangers and then wondering why it falls apart.
Attraction Isn't About Body Fat Percentage
Let me level with you: people don't suddenly start finding you attractive just because your thighs slim down. They start finding you attractive because you believe you deserve it. The 'I'm a 7/10' nonsense? That's just your hangover from the 4/10 days still whispering in your ear. You ain't Astarion yet, but you're not the fat guy who used to cry in dating apps. That's progress.
The 'Inside' Still Needs the Work
Your body is a tool. Your psyche is the hammer. You can chisel away at your waistline all day but if your self-worth is still attached to a scale, you're going to end up with a broken tool you can't afford to fix. Losing weight gave you a window to see yourself as others see you? Great. But the real work is closing the gap between that reflection and the f*cking lunatic who stared back in the mirror for years.
You're Still a Work In Progress
Here's the truth: you're not a 7/10. You're a 7/10 with the same neuroticism as you've always had. The difference is your body's catching up to the self-respect that's always been there. But self-respect doesn't come from mirror selfies. It comes from looking inward and realizing that you're still the same person who put in the work. You just happen to be wearing clothes that don't make you disappear now.
Stop the Revisionist History
Your past self wasn't a disgrace. He was a version of you who survived. The version of you who's doing deadlifts and smiling at compliments? That's the continuation of that survival. Stop trying to write a heroic arc where you 'left that loser behind.' You don't need to erase who you were. You need to build on top of it without burning the foundation down.
Final Note: Be the Whole F*cking Package
Keep lifting heavier. Keep eating clean. But also learn to hold space for the part of you that still feels like an imposter. That part isn't weakness. It's what makes you human. Your body changed. Your brain needs to catch up. But it's not about being 'ready for this' or 'not good enough yet.' It's about realizing your worth isn't a destination. It's the long, f*cking ugly road you're still walking down.