The numbers on the scale have shifted again, but what stands out most is how different this stage feels. When I last wrote about my weight, I was 161.7 kilos and still trying to settle into life on Tirzepatide.
In August, the cost went up, and I switched to Semaglutide. I was around 154 kilos then, hoping the change wouldn’t unsettle things too much. It did. For months, I hovered between 152 and 154 while my body adjusted. The food noise came back sharply. Real hunger too. It felt strange to deal with those feelings again after so much progress.
With time, things softened. At 0.5 mg, fullness started returning. At 1 mg, the cravings eased enough for me to feel a bit more in control. There was a small pause before I reached for food, and that pause mattered.
Somewhere in that shift, I understood that I was finally using the injections the way they were meant to be used. They weren’t carrying the whole load anymore. They were giving me support while I learned the habits I need if I want this progress to last.
Tracking was the part I kept avoiding, but I realised I couldn’t move forward without it. I logged every meal and snack, even when it felt tedious. Seeing everything laid out made it harder to drift through the day and pretend the small choices didn’t add up. They always do.
Once I stuck with tracking, the losses returned. Small ones at first, then steadier. Nothing dramatic. Just slow movement in the right direction.
Today, I’m 148.7 kilos. I took my final 1 mg dose this morning. I still get cravings, especially late in the day or when I’m emotional, but fullness comes quicker now. I’m choosing differently because there’s enough quiet in my mind to think before I act.
Tracking helps me stay honest. The injections help me stay steady. Together they create a bit of space between the urge and the action, and that space is where the progress happens.
I feel like I’m working with the medication now, not leaning on it. I’m learning what I need to keep going, and I’m seeing how quickly things slide if I look away for too long.
The progress is slower these days, but it feels more stable. More deliberate. Like something I can keep building on without losing sight of myself.