I'm not terribly eloquent or organized when it comes to introductions, so I apologize for that in advance. My name is Miranda and I'm 21 years old. I've been chubby since I was 7, but my weight really spiraled out of control when I hit puberty. I gained about 40 lbs between the age of 10 and 13 even though I was a fairly active kid and rode my bike almost every day, so I got depressed about my weight. I still continued to gain throughout high school in spite of the fact that I walked and rode my bike miles all over town. The summer after I turned 16, I got down to 143 lbs (from 170-ish) by spending most of my time on a treadmill and eating a meal once every three days, but that was obviously not a sustainable way to live and I gained the weight back within weeks.
When I met my husband at 17, I was 175 lbs. Right after I turned 18, I was diagnosed with PCOS, a reproductive condition that also has the added "benefit" of making it near impossible to lose weight. The doctor refused to address my concerns about having children after marriage because I was "too young" at 18 in her opinion. I got married shortly after, holding out hope that we could still have a family one day. Well, here I am 3 years later, still fat and childless.
The worst part is perhaps the fact that I've already been halfway to my goal weight, but have started gaining weight back because I have no support. Not even my husband motivates me to push through. I have no one to go jogging or riding bikes with me and the idea of working out alone turns me off completely. The few times my husband has agreed to go with me, the weather turns to crap by the time he's out of work for the day. I'm frustrated and discouraged. I guess that's why I'm here.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I feel marginally better just sharing my story and I look forward to getting to know you all and your journeys. Let's be each other's #1 fans and cheer each other to the finish line!