This isn’t going to be a likable post, but it’s going to be honest.
I began keto 3 months ago (and did well, staying in ketosis for the entire 3 months), and I headed in with the intention of doing it long term, for a couple of reasons. The first being it was recommended to me by my neurologist to control my epilepsy, the second being that it would be a diet which would help me with my eating disorder/OCD. It did neither.
My seizures didn’t get better, they didn’t get worse, they stayed the same. Which is often the case with keto, as it doesn’t work for all epileptics. When it came to the eating disorder however, I found that not only did a more controlled, restrictive diet make my compulsions worse, but I just added new ones. Like keeping a food diary and counting micro nutrients, which I had never done before.
And to top it off, I didn’t gain weight once I switched to keto. Which I suppose is kinda the point of this WOE, but I assumed since I upped my calorie intake that I would… but no. I increased muscle mass, but I wouldn’t have needed a complete diet makeover to do that. So what I was left with was a diet that cut out enjoyable foods, left me constantly monitoring my food intake, and got no results that I was seeking.
I’m not saying keto can’t work to lose weight, because I know it can, or to help with medical issues, again, because it can… but I do believe that for some there are ways to do these without restricting yourself. Without having to find food hacks for the foods you once loved. Without those God awful shirataki noodles.
Maybe I’m lucky. Maybe I can eat whatever and not gain weight. I don’t know. I lived on a high sugar diet and carbs before doing keto, my health was great. I lived on fat during keto, again - my health was great. My weight never changed. Maybe this is just the weight I am supposed to be. But I’m not willing to see a pizza and long for a slice only to stop myself because God forbid I get out of ketosis. Life is short and honestly, I want both bacon and pizza, and I’m not settling for just one or the other.
I know how this sounds. And how it probably makes others feel who are struggling to lose weight, and make it through every day with this diet. But I also don’t think life should be a struggle. If you don’t love yourself for who you are now, 10lbs, 20lbs, even 100lbs of weight loss isn’t going to change that. And enjoying your life and experiences are part of what makes you love yourself and others. And once I came to the conclusion that this diet was not something I loved, or something that made me happy, I realized that I was honestly wasting my days, which we are given so few of, on something that was doing nothing but putting boundaries up when I once felt free.