Getting fed up, finally having enough, resolving to finally DO SOMETHING —
You’ve reached your tipping point.
You make a change.
Kris Gage calls this disgust, or reaching a new standard.
When you finally get fed up, you’ve met your limit for disgust.
Disgust with yourself, with your situation, your environment, etcetera. You’ve finally gotten to the point where the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of changing.
When it comes to my weight, I’ve reached my personal level of disgust twice. The first time it happened was January 9th, 2016, when I hit my highest weight of 225 pounds. The second time occurred on December 3rd, 2017, after a year of plateauing around 210 pounds.
The last time I saw any reading in the 180’s was in 2013. I go into more detail on this weight loss journey here:
Why Being Overweight Hurts Your Mental Health
I have been overweight since the fourth grade. I have a vivid recollection of sitting in my math lesson, bored…
In early 2016 I started loosely following the keto diet, which is low carb, high fat, and medium protein.
But I only started it because I reached my personal level of disgust with myself, my blood sugar control, and my attitude about losing weight.
I used to be full of excuses.
When you get fed up, you stop giving excuses.
When you get fed up, you’ve reached the point where you’re going to make a change and there’s no question about it.
You can’t fail at this point.
You’re too motivated to shovel the shit away and start digging yourself out of that hole of disgust you’ve been living in that if you give up, your self-loathing will be 100 times worse.
There are other areas of life where your personal level of disgust can be triggered.
Even around your friends — or “so-called” friends.
And family, too.
Family bullshit can build up until it creeps past your limit for that crap.
The phrase, “The straw that broke the camel’s back,” is fitting in here.
When things finally become too much for you to ignore, what do you do? It depends on your personality, but generally people have an internal bitch-fest that ends with the resolve to FOR REAL THIS TIME do something about the bullshit.
The question is, have you reached your limit yet?