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I’ve battled with my weight my entire life. I’ve gained and lost hundreds of pounds over the years. Some seasons I felt disciplined, motivated, and “on track.” Other seasons left me frustrated, exhausted, and defeated. I’ve tried strict plans. Followed every rule. Watched the scale drop — and climb back up. If you’ve ever felt stuck in that cycle, you’re not alone. Here’s what I’ve learned: most diets don’t fail because we lack willpower. They fail because they weren’t built

Let’s get real. If you’ve ever said: “I’ll start Monday.” “I did so good… until I didn’t.” “Why can’t I stick to anything?” …you’re not lazy. You’re stuck in the same weight-loss traps most people fall into. And honestly? Expecting different results while doing the same things is just cruel to yourself. Here’s where people mess up, and how you can actually win. 1️⃣ Relying on Motivation Instead of Structure Motivation is like Wi-Fi.  It’s great when it works but useless when

For years, I believed that if I wanted to lose weight, I had to give up everything I loved. No more bread. No more desserts. No more comfort food. No more joy around food. That belief kept me trapped in a cycle of restriction and regain for most of my life. This isn’t a post about another diet. It’s about healing your relationship with food so weight loss becomes sustainable, not something you survive for a few months, but something you live with for the rest of your life. ⸻

My name is Sheri Arcuria. I am the author of "Unzipped" about my life with obesity and "Blindsided" about life curve balls and navigating around them. I am also the owner of Master of Bad-Assery (M.O.B.A.), an apparel brand promoting a badass mindset that anything is achievable, once you get out of your own head and get to moving. The life of diet culture started when I was about 11 years old and the PE teacher told me I was fat and needed to go on a diet. I was 4'11" and

My name is Teresa Marie Gallegos, and my life’s purpose is to help others shine. I battled obesity and depression for most of my life, and after losing my brother and my mother to suicide, my world completely unraveled. For years, I lived at over 600 pounds. Food became my safety, my coping mechanism, and the one thing that never left when everything else felt unbearable. Survival mode became my normal. The catalyst for change wasn’t a number on the scale—it was the quiet, he