MY WEIGHT LOSS JOURNEY
I didn’t just lose weight. I learned how to take care of myself.
I began at 360 pounds. Today I am 220 pounds, still working toward my 180-pound goal and building a life where my mental, physical and financial health can grow together.
THE TURNING POINT
I was building everything except the body carrying me.
I did not realize I had reached 360 pounds. I was so focused on hustling, making money and building the next thing that I neglected my actual health. I knew how to work for a financial goal, but I had not learned how to give that same discipline, attention and care to myself.
In 2023, I decided that had to change. I realized self-love is not only about what you can earn, buy or provide. It is getting up and caring for yourself mentally, physically and financially—even when nobody is watching and there is no applause for doing it.
“Self-love is not just about what I can earn. It is how I care for the woman doing the earning.”
BEFORE · BECOMING · NOW
The pictures show the change. The habits tell the story.
These spaces will hold the real moments from my journey—not to shame the woman I was, but to honor every version of me that kept going.
Before the weight loss
After the weight loss —and still becoming
THE JOURNEY
Progress happened one season at a time.
I chose to begin.
I stopped waiting to feel completely ready and started learning how to make my health part of my life instead of one more task I kept postponing.
I lost almost 60 pounds.
My first full year taught me that consistency is not perfection. It is returning to yourself after the hard day, the missed workout or the meal that did not go as planned.
I reached 100 pounds lost.
That milestone represented more than a number. It showed me what could happen when I stopped abandoning myself and gave my health the commitment I had always given my ambition.
I am 220 pounds, and I am still becoming.
My goal is 180 pounds, but my worth is not waiting for me there. I am proud of the body I have now, grateful for how far it has carried me and committed to caring for it as I continue.
FOOD · CULTURE · IDENTITY
I had to change more than what was on my plate.
Coming from the South, food was woven into comfort, celebration, family and love. But I did not grow up with a healthy relationship with food, and I did not grow up seeing Black women around me make the gym, movement and intentional nourishment an everyday part of life.
People say you cannot become what you cannot see. I understand that now. I had to learn what health could look like for me and define being a Black woman—and simply being a woman—on my own terms. I did not have to reject my culture or punish my body. I could keep the love, release the habits that were hurting me and become the example I once needed to see.
As my mind changed, so did the way I saw food and the way I saw myself. Food became something that could nourish me instead of control me. Movement became care instead of punishment. I began falling in love with my body not because it was perfect, but because I was finally showing up for it.
THE LIFE I ROMANTICIZE NOW
Taking care of myself is the luxury.
Mental health
Protecting my peace, being honest about what I need and creating routines that make my life feel steadier.
Physical health
Moving my body, making more intentional food choices, resting and treating consistency like an act of love.
Financial health
Building wealth without letting the hustle cost me the health, presence and joy I am working so hard to enjoy.
STILL BECOMING
This is not a finished transformation. It is a promise to keep showing up for myself.
I am learning that the better version of me is not the smallest version. She is the woman who cares for her whole life, honors her body and knows she is worth the time it takes.
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