EXCLUSIVEI lost 15kg on Mounjaro and went from a size 16 to a 10 - here's the 脅すing truth about what happened after my last jab: JUSTINE MARTIN
I was walking through the shopping centre in my new size 10 ジーンズs when I smelled it.
The unmistakable 甘い cinnamon aroma of a warm doughnut.
Without thinking, I began to walk に向かって the caf? that was selling them. I licked my lips as I reach for my purse. Then I stopped, filled with panic.
The food noise was 支援する.
After three months on the 負わせる loss?麻薬 Mounjaro, I hadn't thought about doughnuts once. Or any food for that 事柄.
From the day I had my first 2.5mg jab, I'd had 絶対 no appetite どれでも and had to 事実上 軍隊 myself to eat.?
After １０年間s of food noise - and I really do mean thinking about and obsessing over food from the moment I woke up until my 長，率いる 攻撃する，衝突する the pillow again at night - I was finally 解放する／自由な.
I lost 6kg (13lbs) in a 事柄 of days, then 刻々と dropped another 9kg (20lbs) within a few months. My size 16 ジーンズs were hanging off me and I was able to squeeze into a size 10, which had always seemed tiny to me.
'My 深く，強烈に painful, destructive 関係 with food and my 団体／死体 goes 支援する as far as I can remember,' says Justine ツバメ
'It wasn't even just noise, it was 叫び声をあげるing. A desperate, 内部の howl I couldn't silence no 事柄 how many burgers, 半導体素子s, cheese toasties and pork ribs I ate'
But I got greedy - not in the food sense, for once - and I tried to 二塁打 my dose to 5mg. I got sick - 頭痛s, blurry 見通し, nausea.?
I was so unwell, I struggled to 機能（する）／行事 at work.?
And when I tried to go 支援する to that 初めの dose that had worked so 井戸／弁護士席, the 味方する 影響s of the higher dose remained.
I couldn't take it anymore; I knew I needed to stop the 注射s.
But the idea of life without?Mounjaro 脅すd me.?While I had started my 旅行 重さを計るing 96.5kg (213lbs or 15st 3lbs) and was now 81kg (179lbs or 12st 10lbs), that wasn't the 十分な story.
The 医薬 had ended my obsession with food that had controlled my life for as long as I could remember. And I was terrified of going 支援する.?
My 深く，強烈に painful, destructive 関係 with food and 団体／死体 image 茎・取り除くs from my childhood, when food was a 慰安.
I remember vividly the last Chinese takeaway I 株d w ith my parents before they 分裂（する） up. The Vegemite and butter slathered on 厚い white toast my grandmother made me whenever I was feeling sad. The delicious jam doughnuts I'd gorge on after a rough day of school いじめ（る）s calling me 'the 戦車／タンク' because I was the biggest in class.?
'Mounjaro had done what I'd never been able to do. It had made the 叫び声をあげるing stop - and the キロs 減少（する） off with 緩和する'
Then I started to hate food. I hated that it 支配するd my thoughts 24/7, that I was always thinking about my next meal, that other people seemed to be able to 微風 effortlessly through life without 存在 dictated to by 'food noise'.
It wasn't just noise; it was 叫び声をあげるing. A desperate, 内部の howl I could not silence, no 事柄 how many burgers, 半導体素子s, cheese toasties and pork ribs I ate.
At my biggest, I was 125kg (276lbs or 19st 10lbs), and wore a size 24. The only fruit I 消費するd was two litres of 100 per cent orange juice every morning (yes, I 納得させるd myself this counted に向かって my 'five a day') and the only 演習 I did was walking between the couch and fridge.
My greatest shame was seeing my two children become overweight, knowing I was to 非難する.
Food controlled 絶対 every 面 of my life; it was my 中毒. And food is the only 中毒 you can't go 冷淡な turkey from.
Over the years, I'd had some success with 負わせる 選挙立会人s, managing to 減少（する） below 90kg (198lbs or?14st 2lbs), but it was when I heard about 負わせる loss jabs that I thought I'd finally 設立する a 解答 to my lifelong problem.
Mounjaro had done what I had never been able to do. It had made the 叫び声をあげるing stop - and the キロs 減少（する） off with 緩和する.
The sudden arrival of unbearable 味方する 影響s was an enormous blow, but I had no choice. I stopped taking it.?
For two weeks, while the 麻薬 was still in my system, I foolishly believed I'd changed. I still wasn't thinking about food. I could just about manage two 緊急発進するd eggs in the morning, some soup for lunch and a tiny 部分 of meat and vegetables in the evening.
'I'm in a size 10 pair of ジーンズs. But now I'm off the jabs, I'm terrified'
But then the smell of a doughnut unravelled me.?
The old me had returned, the me who'd eat a doughnut or three on the way home from the shops, then start browsing Uber Eats to see what I 手配中の，お尋ね者 for dinner.
The food noise was clawing its way 支援する. Not only did I crave a doughnut after smelling one, but I craved any food I saw, heard or thought about.
I even started craving candy, which I'd never been bothered about before. The need for sugar was almost insatiable.?
My appetite was 支援する with a vengeance.
One night I ordered a pizza, and was horrified when I devoured a few slices and still felt hungry. I threw the 残り／休憩（する） away, knowing how this was going to end.?
猛烈に, I tried to remain in 支配（する）／統制する.
For weeks, I stuck to my eggs, soup and light dinner as much as possible. But more takeaways started to creep in. Seven Uber Eats 配達／演説／出産s in as many weeks.
I 辞退するd to keep snac k foods in the house. To me, that would've been like a 回復するing アル中患者 keeping a fully 在庫／株d 妨げる／法廷，弁護士業. I just couldn't have 誘惑 within arm's reach.?
Now, I feel like my 解決する is hanging by a thread.??
At restaurants with friends, I 熟考する／考慮する the menu with unhinged precision, like my life depends on it. I can't follow conversations or laugh at jokes because I'm thinking about what I should order. Or rather, what I shouldn't. The fish and 半導体素子s I want versus the healthy dish I know will help me stay in these size 10 ジーンズs.
It takes every インチ of my willpower to 選ぶ for a small, lean steak with a 味方する of 甘い potato. I try to eat slowly, mindfully, while my affable dining companions swipe 半導体素子s from each other's plates, order more cocktails, peruse the dessert menu. 'I really shouldn't have one,' they say with self-deprecating smiles.
But then they do. I don't.?'I'm 十分な, thanks,' I say to the waiter, then I let out the breath I hadn't realised I'd been 持つ／拘留するing.?
I'm not 十分な. I'll never be 十分な. This is hell.?
It's been three months since I stopped the jabs now. I've 回復するd just 2.5kg, or five and a half 続けざまに猛撃するs, which I'm genuinely proud of, but I feel like the wheels could 落ちる off at any moment.
Last week, I tried to throw out my 'fat' ジーンズs in a moment of 反抗, but then I 倍のd them up and put them in the drawer instead.
What if I need to wear them again one day?
I'm 決定するd I won't let that happen. But how can I 信用 myself?
The mental 体操 are exhausting. The food noise is deafening. My appetite will never be 満足させるd.?
- As told to Polly Taylor?
- An earlier 見解／翻訳／版 of this article had incorrect?Mounjaro 投薬量s. They have been updated and 訂正するd.?
