I learned a lot about how CICO actually works on the fatlogic subreddit. If you can get past all the sociopaths left over from when Fat Hate got shut down, it's actually a terrific source of info and discussion on the reality of weight loss and gain.
Also sup bros. Started at 255-260 in early June. Just passed the 230 barrier after weeks of hanging around in the low 230s!
I put on nearly 100 pounds in under a year by taking an anti-depressent that had horrible, horrible side-effects. No matter how much I ate I could never feel full. It was miserable and I got very depressed.
I finally found a doctor who could help me, and he got me on another medication that also helps my problem (interstitial cystitis). The difference was immediately noticeable. Instead of chowing down on five cheeseburgers and feeling nothing, I ate a single turkey sandwich and felt satisfied and full! I actually am having to relearn how to eat, because my brain still tells me I need to keep eating all the food or I'll starve. I'm getting a lot better and am starting to feel like myself again.
My goal is 175. I'm really excited to get there and post on the progress pics subreddit and score all the sweet, sweet karma.
I'll check in here time-to-time now that I'm back for contest season.
While I am absolutely hopeful and glad you found out a way out of the bad cycle I have to ask though did you not feel partially responsible?
If I'm extra hungry after dinner I'll dip veggies in hummus. Eat kale chips. A salad. Drink.
Doing 5 cheeseburgers even when you never feel full is still a decision yoy had to make...
I certainly compounded the issue by getting depressed, not giving a shit, and turning into an alcoholic. But I've done a lot of research on the issue, and I'm hardly the only one whose life has been ruined by these meds. Something I didn't mention were the cravings. I didn't want a sandwich, or soup, or some ramen; I wanted GARBAGE. Every waking hour all I could think about was getting as much terrible food into me as possible. It was like a parasite was controlling my pleasure glands. Awful.
To answer your question, I think I could have mitigated the damage somewhat, but I put on 80 pounds in six months: obviously something was wrong with me on a chemical level. ---