
hi everyone, my name is la-uana. i'm single, no kids, just returned back to school to pursue a paralegal and law degree something i hava always wanted to do but fear of small desk kept me from it. i had the same fear when i started this year because @ 462 pounds, this is second to the largest i have ever been( i had got up to 495 pounds), but by the grace of god the seats in class has no arms so i get the hip freedom. i'm currently in a 4 yr. relationship, that's a whole other issue in itself. he's a nice guy but sometimes i really wish i was living alone. i have been through so much dumb stuff with him and his lack of responsibility, which brings on stress, which brings on eatting, which leads to not wanting to do anything except feel sorry for myself, which puts me where i am now...exstremly unhappy with myself, my appearance, my body. you name it and i am just not feeling it. i want so much to not feel the weight of myself, my relations, work...oh! let me let you in on work. i work a very physically demanding job, a lot of bending and lifting, well, i ended up pulling something in my back and ended up developing a sciatic nerve problem. when it flares up it is beyond painful, my job unsympathetic. another reason i just have to lose weight. my 1st goal is to get under 300lbs., to weigh in on a regular doc office scale. i want to get down from a 32 jeans to 22 would be nice. it's funny , i wore a size 20 when i was 18 and i thought i was gigantic then, man how i wish i wore that now. i need to lose weight for my health, i develope type 2 diabetes and i really hate a daily taking of meds. but mainly why im here... i want my freedom back, the simple things folks take for granted: meeting up with friends at the spur of the moment and not worring whether the seats can support you, going to functions and feeling comfortable, carnival rides(i love rollercoasters), buy cute off the rake clothes, walking up stairs without losing a lung or two, running, taking a dance class, somemuch stuff. being very fat is such a life crutch...and food...i don't even like food anymore. you know everything really taste the same, the joy is gone. the joy is gone in a lot of things and i need to get it back, i have to. i can't stay like this anymore. i want to fly to new york and vegas in the coming months. but i fear no plane seat will fit me or the on flight bathroom wont work. i will be 40 in june and i can't keep existing like this. today, day 1, i walked 30 minutes. i came home and ate pizza, but hey, i walked outside for 30 min. and i didn't care who saw me, or snickered or stared. i walked 30 godblessit minutes.
my name is la-uana and i am a diva in hiding!!!!!