Introduction
My name is Sarah, and I weigh 275 pounds. Its not my heaviest, but its not far off. I stumbled upon this web site maybe two years ago. I think I even Joined. Back then, I was about 240. I got distracted, as I often do, I let go of my goal and added more pounds and found myself wearing a size 24. A size greater than my age. I'm 23. I'm in my twenties and if I go without make-up and/or having my hair done, I look closer to 30, and its all because of my weight. If my face were smaller there would be no mistaking. In fact, if all of me were smaller there would be no mistaking. No one would look past the fact that I have a fabulous hour-glass figure, beautiful eyes, strong leadership skills, a laugh till you cry sense of humor. Nope, I believe I could shine so much brighter than I already do. Don't get me wrong. The people who know me know me, and some days, I know me. But a stranger can hardly see anything but my size. And I can't see past it either most days.
Today I got back on the wagon I so frequently throw myself from. And it was not easy. I had one of those days, work was horrible, a flat tire, my cell phone appears to be a goner, and I came home to find my boyfriend played hooky from work. A Monster (energy drink) and an entire cheesecake sounded like the best idea coming in the door. But I'm holding on. What I read and saw last night really inspired me.(here on 3FC) So many of you doing it, reaching goals, makes me feel like I can too. Thank you all for your honesty, and openness. You may have had a hand in saving my life.
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