50 Times People Surprised Everyone By Losing So Much Weight They Looked Like A Different Person (New Pics)

Cuba 3 years ago and Cuba last week.

1. It took roughly two years for me to get down to the weight I'm at now, also I still have about 30-40 lbs to go until I'm happy.

2. Yes, I, unfortunately, have a ton of loose skin and that's just the nature of losing this much weight. It has gone down some as I continue to weight train and eat right but since the amount of weight I lost is so great it will have to be surgically addressed to completely remove it.

3 . In order to begin losing the weight I cut out all carbs and most dairy and stuck to just proteins and veggies and fruits. I ate about 8 small meals a day ( 4 oz of meat with about 1 cup of what ever veggie I felt like, usually brussel sprouts or broccoli or green beans were a favorite) I cut out all sugary drinks like sodas and juices and I don't drink alcohol and stick to water which I drink about 110+ oz through out my day. I had to lose 20 lbs before I ended up electing to get Gastric Sleeve surgery. For working out, I go to the gym twice a day 5 days a week. I go to the gym every day at 6:30am for an hour spin class at my local gym. Then I go home and go about my day and go back to the gym around 8:30pm and weight train. Monday, Wednesdays, and Fridays I work arms, back and core. Thursdays and Tuesdays I do legs and butt. I give myself one cheat day a month but even then it's usually only some frozen yogurt or chocolate. I also don't go over board on my cheat day. Now I know cutting out carbs forever is unrealistic and once I reached what I thought was a healthy weight I had started slowly introducing small amounts of carbs back into my diet like sweet potato and quinoa and whole grain rice.

4. Yes in the 2 years it took me to lose the weight, I dyed my hair. Shocking, I know.

I told my parents that I was going to loose the weight and they bought me this awesome shirt that I still keep. It was a little mean but it made me laugh. " exercise?" " I thought you said extra fries! " . I told them I was going to hit 200 pounds. And I did. But this was the 8th or so time I had told them and like the boy who cried wolf nobody believed me. Not even me. I struggled with mental conditions. PTSD from things I saw at a young age that I can only hope all of you don't in your entire life... depression, anxiety, panic attacks, And to cope with that. I started binge eating. I started to completely detach myself from my weight. And from my life... and on 10/21/18. I plotted to take my own life. A friend of mine said something in passing to me that day before I got off work. That completely changed how I thought of myself. I thought I was a burden. Useless. Irredeemable. And he told me something that woke me up a bit... he told me I mattered. I told him nothing mattered and that I wouldn't be there tomorrow. And he said if i quit my job that he would find me at my new job and just drag me back here. That he would kidnap me if he had to. Drag me back in here with a blindfold and handcuffs, and chain me to the kitchen Because he didn't think he could do it without me. This was the first time in my life... I felt like I really had a reason to live. I had a friend. So... I didn't "quit my job" that night.

This is me today. It's just a selfie but you can see it in my face... Today is the day I made it to 200. I didn't do this to get fake internet points. I wanted to live a longer healthier life.... towards about January of twenty nineteen I started loosing weight. I wanted desperately to be somebody else. To not look in the mirror and hate what I saw. I don't hate what I see as anymore. And not because I look perfect either. But because I have found happiness, and have learned to if even a little... love myself. And now I want to if nothing else, convince you that you can too. And that even if you feel like you can't, or that it's not going to be the near fairytale ending that i got. Or that it's to late... That you can. I turned my life around, i was a loner. Maybe two childhood friends worth a dam. And in the end. When I was at my lowest, I had pushed them all away. Today I can proudly say I have more support in my life than ever before. I have like six friends... typing that seems surreal, because even now it seems like a impossible feat to have six people that care about me in any capacity. And two people that not only are my best friends, But my motivation in some ways. One of them used to be an addict. And a few days ago is 3 years clean. The other is two years clean. I'm proud of them both. They taught me a lot about life. They don't know about my past but hearing things from their point of view, while things were definitely worse on their end that wasn't all I took from that. They told me About overcoming hardships that I've never even dreamed of. They told me their stories, their dreams. The reasons they fight. Their inspirations.. I figured if they can come back from that, and get back to a normal healthy life. Even somewhat free of the mental burdens of their pasts. Into a world that welcomes them. Then I can come back from this. I've lived more since then.they know I was looking forward to hit this milestone. And has definitely improved my self confidence talking to them about my issues, I can go to a party and actually have fun, I would love to say that I don't still feel self conscious but I do... but its different. It's not debilitating anymore. I can function. I can take my shirt off and while there's still some fat and excess skin... I can still feel comfortable in my own skin enough to be shirtless. I can dance!!! I can fucking dance!!! I haven't ever been this happy to do something so mundane. ... happy... that word... it means so much to me, because it wasn't something i thought i would ever be again. And I am. I'm crying as I write this. Because I really am happy. I hit rock bottom. And the only way I could go was up.

No cheats just been eating the sheet. This dress has been in my closet and my secret goal for more than 15 years. Don’t give up on yourself. You can do it!!! Nothing in the world tastes as good as this dress feels?!

I was 460 lbs and she was 374 lbs. Now I'm 205 and she's 230. A year and a half later. My wife and I had gastric bypass which really helped “get us going”. That weight loss felt great at first but fell off hard at 6 months. Then we worked hard on eating 1 gram of protein for every 1 gram of carb. With a stomach this small that meant always monitoring our carbs and as a result, over the next year we continued to drop.

Top pic - 2018 my heaviest 764 pounds. Bottom - 2020 289 pounds. 21 months 475 pounds lost by Calorie Counting (CICO), walking and swimming. A rare trip to Chick Fil A (there aren’t any around me...thankfully lol).