I was tired, helpless, and honestly, almost depressed. At 125kg, I felt ashamed of who I'd become. That's when I decided—this was it. I had to give myself one final chance. It was now or never.

Something clicked in my head. I created a mental timeline and made myself a promise: I would transform within this period, no excuses. This wasn't just another attempt—this was my last shot at getting my life back.

Starting was brutal. Every fiber in my body resisted. Giving up junk food felt like losing a best friend, and those first workouts? Pure agony. But I kept showing up, even when it hurt.

Then something beautiful happened—I started seeing small changes. My clothes felt a bit looser, I had more energy. That's when the pain transformed into motivation. Those tiny wins became my fuel.

Within 3-4 months, magic happened. The healthy food didn't taste bland anymore—it became delicious. My sugar cravings? Gone. What once felt like punishment now felt like self-care.

The workouts became something I looked forward to. Healthy meals became satisfying and tasty. Most importantly, life started feeling worth it again. I was truly alive for the first time in years.

I became fascinated by the science behind it all. I researched everything—nutrition, fitness, psychology of habits. I got certified, experimented with countless diets and recipes. I was hooked on learning and growing.

Now I get to be that companion for others who feel as lost as I once did. Helping people achieve their health and fitness goals isn't just my job—it's my way of passing on the hope that saved my life.