Hi!
I'm Rosa. I've been lurking around for a while, now but never really thought to join.
I'm 22 and I'm 5'4" and weigh 260 lbs. I've always been a little overweight and A LOT self-conscious about myself and, until recently, have been resigned to my ever increasing body mass--telling myself, "Eh, that's just how I'll always be." So, I just kept getting fatter.
But with recent changes in my life, I've decided it's time to take control of my body and get some of my self-esteem back.
You see, my family is one that is full of drug addicts and while I've skipped the drugs, I've definitely got the addict lot. My kryptonite isn't crack, though, it's cookies. And cheese. And pasta. And ice cream. Really, anything that I can shove in my mouth. Yum. -_-
The problem is, my *** (and everything else, for that matter) keeps getting wider. I don't like it, my boyfriend probably isn't a fan of it, and my heart most certainly hates it.
So, my goals are multi-faceted.
I want to lose weight and, eventually, be able to look in the mirror and not see 2 chins and beady little eyes poking out from behind chipmunk cheeks.
I want my boyfriend to see that I'm committed to weight loss AND new, healthy habits, and I want him to follow suit. Not that he's fat, but his cholesterol leaves much to be desired.
I want to be proud of what I'm accomplishing. No, I'll never look like a model. I'll probably never be 125 pounds. But, I can be healthy. I can look good. And I can be comfortable and happy with who I am and that's worth way more than looking like Kate Bosworth. Besides, red-heads are cooler, anyways.
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