Me too. That pic was taken during my first year of college when I was studying music. School was shit, my life was shit, my work was shit. Dear god that was horrible.
You make a good point that a lot of people don't understand, and that I didn't understand myself for the longest time which was why I kept fucking failing to lose weight over the past 2 years.
How your life is/how you feel really effects your weight. It's not just that you are a lazy fuck and love to eat tonnes of bad shit (which is a big part, don't get me wrong) but the puppetmaster behind it all is your mind and how you feel. I didn't acknowledge my feelings, didn't even fucking think it mattered, I would eat super clean/strict, work out super hard, drop 40lbs and then fall off the wagon and gain it all back. Did this 3 times since 2008. Then I realized what was behind it all: How my life was turning to shit, how unhappy I was (being a fat fuck was making me feel like shit but other factors were drawing me towards it). Also found out I am a fucking binge eater, which I didn't even know existed.
Anyways, tl;dr is that if you feel like shit and ignore it, you'll never succeed, but if you start on a roll with a little good and then keep it together you will go far. I feel like I unlocked a cheat code for life the past few months
I am fucking smashing every goal I set for myself now with the right mindset and motivation. I am on the path to my ultimate goals for health, mind, body, career, everything. Fucking feels good man. Dropped from 242-210 since July 9th, been stuck on a plateau the last week but finally smashed through it.
NO LIMITS. NO EXCUSES. THERE IS NO TOMORROW, THAT IS JUST YOUR WEAK ASS PROTECTING YOUR EGO. EVERY WORKOUT AND EVERY MEAL COUNTS!
/couragewolf