Sid's Transformation Story

The Struggle: A Sweet Life Turned Sour

For most of my adult life, I carried two heavy things with me: the weight around my belly… and the weight in my heart.

As a 40-year-old British Indian man, I lived in a world shaped by culture, family traditions, and comfort food. My days began with sweet chai and ended with biryani or naan soaked in curry — love served on a plate, but pain packed in my body.

Gulab jamun, ras malai, ladoos — they weren't just desserts. They were family, celebration, memories. But they became a silent addiction.

I was an introvert who buried his emotions in sugary indulgence. My energy was low, my confidence lower. I hated how I looked, hated being in group photos. I avoided mirrors like I avoided gyms. The big belly wasn't just fat — it was shame, anxiety, and years of neglect.

Despite endless motivation and workout videos, I never built muscle. My body craved change, but my habits screamed otherwise. My diet was heavy in carbs, low in protein, and loaded with guilt.

Eventually, the emotional weight crushed my relationship. The breakup wasn't sudden — it was a slow decay, built on nights of overeating, self-loathing, and not showing up as the man I wanted to be.