I spent almost two years working out and bulking up to 148 (I’m 5’8”).  I wasn’t in incredible shape or anything, but I was finally starting to be happy with the way my body looked and felt.


Slipped into a more significant depressive episode, and I haven’t been to the gym in over 3 months.  Appetite is significantly lower, some days I barely eat anything at all.


I just weighed in at 129.  The last time my mother saw me, she commented that I was starting to look more gant and frail.


A lot of people talk about weight gain during depression, which is absolutely a devastating factor and should be respected.  Unfortunately, there is a flip side for us skinny guys, and it can be just as harmful to self-esteem.  The worst part is seeing how much progress I lost so quickly, it makes it hard to want to motivate myself to start up again.