Short summary: From January 2016 to May 2017 I dropped 180 pounds, from 357 to 177. In May 2017 a sports injury sidelined me for about 6 weeks, during which time I allowed old habits to slip back in every so often. Fast forward to today, where my weight is resting at 299, with the very real possibility of waking up tomorrow over 300.
I am deeply, deeply ashamed that I allowed this to happen, and any attempt to get back on track has failed. Something is missing; even though I KNOW I can do it, and even though I've done it before successfully, the motivation to fix my diet and incorporate more consistent exercise is mostly gone. I just don't have the spark I used to have. As a result, all the same types of insecurities and depression have come flooding back. There's a difference between being fat your entire life, and losing a bunch of weight and then gaining a bunch back. It hurts significantly more, and the emotional burden is much heavier.
Any advice on how to overcome this would be appreciated.
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