I am 27 years old 5′2″ and currently obese.

Tipping the scales at nearly 200lbs

Obese.

God I hate that word.  I hate the way it makes me feel when it’s spoken aloud, like no matter what context it’s being said in there is a little paranoid voice inside my head yeah and they think you are so so fat and disgusting too. 

I think I am fat, lazy and disgusting.  OBESE.

What an intro, eh? Well it’s the truth and now I am here doing something to change it. 

I am the eldest of 6 girls.  My mother is 4′11″ with a tiny tiny frame, no kidding she could still wear a size 2-3 shortly after giving birth.  Most of my sisters have taken after her…and I did too until my turbulent relationship with food started to catch up with me at age 17 after a bout with depression I hit my (then) heaviest somewhere in the 160’s.  I didn’t want to be fat and I started watching what I ate and became more active-the weight melted off.  I maintaned a healthy weight for the next 5 years.  The weight started creeping back on sometime after my 21st birthday once alcohol consumption began.  It’s one thing to be a binge eater, but throw drinking into the mix and it’s a receipe for a yearly 20lb weight gain! I haven’t really tried much to lose weight…I mean have but, not really tried.

I just want to be healthy, happy, and look good again….so here’s to my journey!