My journey with losing my period, disordered eating, and trying to recover - TW: weight/calories
Hi everyone,
Sorry in advance because this is a really long post/rant/vent, but being in this community has made me realize I’m not the only one going through this, and I wanted to share my story.
I’m 4’11, and I started my weight loss journey at the beginning of February 2025 at around >!54.4kg/120 lbs!<. I was just slightly overweight, and at first I wasn’t accurately tracking calories at all because I honestly barely knew what calories even were. I just started learning about nutrition and weight loss.
At the beginning, I was doing cardio workouts from YouTube for around 45 min–1 hr every single day, and I lost weight pretty quickly.
Then things slowly became more extreme.
I started making my own meals and during weekdays I was basically only eating boiled vegetables, sometimes an egg, or some chicken from the salad bar. That lasted for a few weeks because of my school schedule and food limitations.
Once I started tracking more accurately, I was eating around >!1200!< calories a day, maybe slightly more sometimes if tracking wasn’t perfect, but mentally I was extremely attached to that number. If I went over it, I would become super anxious.
Then in August 2025, I got a coach for about a month because I wanted to look more “toned” and lose body fat, and she putted me on >!1158!< calories. Looking back now, I think my actual problem was that I had already lost too much muscle and should’ve focused on building muscle instead of continuing to lose weight.
During that period, I dropped down to around >!98 lbs/44.5kg!<.
I lost my period around >!104 lbs/47kg!<.
At the start of November, I tried to “bulk” and gained around >!4lbs!< back. But during winter break in December, I discovered how much walking/steps could increase calories burned, so I got a walking pad and started hitting a minimum of 10k steps every day while still eating around the same calories as before.
By the end of January 2026, I reached my lowest weight and leanest physique ever at around >!95 lbs/43kg!<(Lost a total of >!25lbs/11.4kg!<) I had visible abs and looked “toned,” which was something I thought I wanted so badly.
People constantly praised me for my “discipline” and physique. At first I loved hearing it, but mentally I felt horrible. Even when I was at my leanest, I still never felt lean enough or like I achieved the physique I actually wanted. I wanted to look “bodybuilder shredded” and somehow maintain that forever.
I also struggle a lot with body dysmorphia. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I still see the version of myself from before I lost weight.
Eventually I realized it wasn’t worth sacrificing my actual health for.
That’s when I started “recovery.”
I increased my intake to around >!1800–2000 calories!< depending on activity, but honestly I was still mentally stuck. Even when I experienced extreme hunger, I often wouldn’t fully honor it because I was scared of overeating. I also never really reduced my exercise volume/intensity at first, so I was trying to “recover” while still mentally trapped in the same mindset.
I became extremely mentally unwell, and by the end of April, especially around April 28th, I realized that if I didn’t seriously change things, I could end up with real long-term consequences like stress fractures or osteoporosis.
That’s when I finally stopped tracking calories/macros completely, started therapy, and got hormone labs done.
Seeing that my estradiol level was only 14 honestly scared me a lot, especially because I genuinely love powerlifting and strength training. I want to feel strong, build muscle, and build bone density long-term. Even though I was surprisingly strong at my lowest weight, looking back now, I feel like my body was just surviving and pushing through.
I’m still in recovery right now and trying to seek more support. I’m thinking about working with a dietitian or recovery coach to help support both recovery and training.
One thing I’m struggling with is that my endocrinologist wants me to gain more weight, but mentally I still feel extremely stuck. In my head, I almost have this “maximum” weight I’m willing to let myself reach, which is around >!105 lbs/47.5kg!<.
I also really miss the old version of myself.
When I was younger, I genuinely loved food and didn’t overthink everything. But because of my disordered eating, food slowly took over my life.
Whenever I had to eat out with people, I would eat beforehand and just sit there while everyone else ate. I would constantly estimate calories, use AI to guess calories, and mentally calculate everything instead of actually being present.
I started avoiding hanging out with friends if it involved restaurants or eating out. Instead, I would invite them to my house so I could cook and control everything.
Whenever I cooked for other people, I would make a completely separate portion for myself with every ingredient individually measured out. If someone wanted a bite of my food after I had weighed everything, I would get genuinely upset. Even something as small as someone messing up my weighed food or changing the portion would make me extremely anxious and upset.
I think what hurts the most is realizing how much of my life and happiness slowly became controlled by food, numbers, body image, and fear.
I still haven’t gotten my period back yet, but I’m trying. I’m honestly scared, confused, and mentally struggling a lot, but I also know I don’t want to keep living the way I was before.
If anyone relates to any part of this or has gone through something similar, I’d really appreciate hearing your experiences.
Thank you for reading :)