I started this journey into blog writing thanks to a class I was taking back in 2022. The first three blogs were intro blogs necessary to meet class requirements. The next three were some ideas I came up with to continue on with the blog following the class ending. Those three introduced my book club and my best friend, the inspiration behind the primary novel I am writing. While I loved all six of those blogs, I think it was blog seven that really kicked things off for me and helped get my blog to where it is today. If you’re reading this, that means you’re reading my 75th blog!
Internal Ariel and external Ariel are both equally giddy. I vocalized my excitement to my husband as I realized that I am working on blog 75. This wasn’t my original plan for the blog I intended to publish this week, but I am a mood writer, and my mood says this is what needs to be published next.
Blog seven meant a lot to me when I wrote it. I reread it prior to starting this blog. Blog seven has often been on my mind. It marked the first look I really gave readers into my mind. I’m not asking readers of this blog to go back and read that one, although that’d be cool and it’s called “Big Dreams and Big Struggles” if you wanted to check it out, but it’s important to provide the context for the point of this blog. In blog seven, I write about my struggles with food. I wish I could say things went great from that day on. Unfortunately, that’s so far from the truth.
In blog seven, I mentioned that I was the heaviest I’d ever been. Well, fun fact. I got heavier. I would estimate I gained about 40 pounds more in the years following that blog post. I also mentioned in blog seven that I was the most stressed, dissatisfied with life, and loneliest I’d ever been. So, it makes sense that maybe my depression won for a bit, and things got worse for me.
I’m not going to go into the ways my life has improved since then. If you’ve been following my blog for any length of time, you may have seen all the blogs mentioning all the positive changes. My intent behind this blog, is to be honest about my ongoing struggles. Looking back at blog seven, I recognize the potential impact it could have on others, but I also see that it is impactful for me as well. I appreciate past Ariel being so honest and writing with such beautiful intent and desire to help others.
Sure, present Ariel is in a much better space mentally than blog seven Ariel. However, I can’t sit here and say I don’t still struggle with food. I know that I do. I know that I always will. Everyone has something they struggle with. I know my struggle is food. Thankfully, with the mental space I’m in now, I recognize I’m so much more than a number on a scale. I know I’m worth more as a human than others may believe because of the size of my body.
I am never going to sit here and say I’m perfectly satisfied with how I look. I’m not. The difference in my mindset is that I love my body and myself in general. My body is what it is in any given moment. Why spend so much time hating myself when I can’t make any huge changes in the moment I’m wasting doing so. The reality is, if my body stays how it looks now for the rest of my life, I know I’ll have lived a life full of joy. I know that because I consistently seek out joy in my life and I don’t let mine or other’s thoughts about my body stop me.
The main struggle I have now, is how I feel. I often don’t feel great. My body tires easily. I have headaches all the time. I feel heavy in the sense that I feel bogged down. I’m fully aware our bodies aren’t meant to carry as much weight as we do at times. No one needs to come on here and try to body shame or make me feel some type of way about my health choices.
Seriously. My doctor when I lived in Texas once said to me, “have you ever thought about losing weight?” Oh, I don’t know… Only… EVERY DAY OF MY WHOLE LIFE… Geez. Most people who are considered overweight or obese or whatever are fully aware of the health consequences of that label. Like, FULLY AWARE. Stop harassing people. I promise I’ve been out here being the rudest bully to myself more so than anyone else I’ve ever encountered. I don’t need any help.
When I wrote my end of the year blog for 2025, I mentioned a New Year’s resolution being going Gluten Free. I’ve known for most of my adult life that I struggle eating certain foods. I’ve had chronic headaches for as long as I can remember. I recall lying in the bathtub as a teen because one of my headaches tried to take me out, and I scrunched up in a ball while I was showering to try and cope with the pain.
I’ve not been assessed for a true gluten allergy. The reason I’m trying this is because I know what foods bother me. Crackers, pretzels, pasta, and bread made frequent appearances in my diet in the past. Pretty much anytime I would eat any of those things or things like them, I would pay for it. My mouth would get a weird rash, and a headache would soon follow. I would often get severe stomach aches as well. I’ve tried a gluten free diet in the past, multiple times actually. I have felt better each time. However, depression, expenses, and ease of access to non-gluten free items have always caused me to give it up. Gluten free items are much more expensive, sometimes don’t taste as great, and are harder to find. It’s a lot to manage when you’re depressed, and I haven’t managed to maintain it.
Now that I’m not fighting major depression every day, I feel I’m in a much better position to try this again. I’d really enjoy not having to battle headaches and body pain all the time. The good news is, I have a month’s worth of gluten free evidence to report to y’all in this blog! I started my New Year’s resolution on the day I published that blog, which was December 21, 2025.
Update so far:
- Less headaches.
- I’ve lost 10 pounds.
- My stomach doesn’t hurt as much.
- I feel “lighter.”
It feels insane to say I’ve lost 10 pounds in about a month. I have been at that pre-10-pound weight loss weight for over a year. When I moved back to Kentucky in 2024, I was at my highest weight of 274 pounds. I lost about 15 pounds prior to meeting my husband and then stuck around that weight until this last month. I currently sit at 248. I share this because it’s a tracking thing and an accountability thing in a sense. I genuinely want to see if going gluten free makes a difference in how I feel and it’s already clear that it does. I hope to see improvement after being gluten free the entire year.
I don’t have any particular health goals in mind aside from feeling better. I’m not focused on looking a certain way or being a certain weight. I simply want to feel better. I know that I’ve felt better when I was around 190s, but I feel like I’ll know when I get there if I’m where I want to be. I know I’m not where I want to be yet, but this is great progress. I want to be able to move around easier and feel like I have more energy than I normally do. I’ve got a house full of kids and a beautifully energetic husband to keep up with, and I don’t want headaches, stomach aches, and whatever else to keep me from doing so.
The main reason I referenced blog seven is because it truly does feel like there is an angel on each shoulder. One telling me I’m doing a great job and I’m helping myself feel better. The other telling me that a little bit of the corn bread my sweet husband made, or the bowl of ramen my son is eating, or the bread we bought for sandwich night, or the TOTINO’S PIZZA THAT I WILL ALWAYS THINK IS THE ABSOLUTE BEST CAN’T HURT ME, RIGHT? Wrong. I know it hurts. I can’t keep acting like it doesn’t. Sure, these things are delicious, but is it worth it if it’s hurting me like it does? Nope. It used to be, but it’s just not anymore.
I’m constantly having to remind myself that though. Each time a coworker brings donuts into the office. Each time my husband makes pancakes for the kids. Each time I just really want to eat all the things I mentioned above. It’s a constant battle. I know that it always will be for me. I want to put this out into the world in case someone else out there is struggling with food.
If you’re one of those people, and you’re reading this, you are not alone! If I could say anything to anyone out there trying to help their body feel better, I would say that it’s okay to struggle. It’s okay to not always know what you’re doing and wing it. You don’t have to feel bad for struggling. It is what it is. The fact is, you’re trying. It’s your life and you have to do what’s right for you. We know there are always going to be people out here hating and making us feel some type of way about ourselves. We don’t need to add to the noise. It’s okay to love yourself in the midst of your struggles.
I’m going to add the last sentiment I added to blog seven: “If you’re struggling with similar battles or any battle, just know, I am here with you! My website/blog and social media pages are safe places! Share your dreams and your struggles. Life isn’t easy, but you’re doing great!” Such a classic ending!
