Losing weight is so much harder when your life sucks in general. In the past it always felt like I was improving myself, which made it easy to keep going. Now every moment is kept wondering why do I deny myself the few pleasurable things in life for something that is not going change the quality of my life in any meaningful way.
I wouldn't even bother, if it wasn't for my disdain towards fat people and the shame that I'm almost 10kg overweight.