Hello! My name is Athena and I am 21 years old.
Short Intro:
I've been overweight since I was about 9 years old but got really bad when I entered high school. I was insecure and really anti-social so I stayed home either reading or writing. I've had arthritis for nearly three years, but have only had a diagnosis for almost 2 years. I've never been that healthy girl, but I've became even more inactive because of the constant pain. In just that first year I went from loosing 30 pounds to gaining double back. I went from 260 to 290 then to 307 in the last few months.
Backstory: Long, but I think worth it.*
This isn't going to be an easy introduction.
I know that I'm failing at life, I have no self esteem and also no will or motivation. I have severe trust and abandonment issues because of my childhood. Because of them I have social anxiety, no friends and I give up too easily. I don't want to do that anymore. I need to take control back.
In a way I feel like by letting myself get this heavy I was punishing myself for the people who didn't want me, for the things I've done, for the times I just couldn't stand up for myself. I hate myself. Physically, mentally, emotionally...I just don't like who I am. I did this to myself. Sure, people let me down and just didn't care about me, but It wasn't my fault. I was a kid I didn't know any better. I didn't have anyone to love me or tell me at the end of the day that it wasn't my fault. I wasn't ok. I was sad and lonely. Everyone was better than me. I was told that I wasn't going to grow up to be anything good and I believed that. My own family turned their backs on me and forgot that I even existed before I even hit middle school. They put labels on me and ignored every sign I put out that something was wrong. To this day they don't know any of the stuff I put myself through.
I built up walls and just forgot everything I wanted. I forgot what it meant to be happy. I lost control and stopped caring. I gave up because I knew I would never be good enough for them. I knew that my brother would always be smarter than me. That he would always be one step ahead of me. I knew that my mother would always choose her husband over me and that she loved my brother, but not me. I knew that no matter how many times my stepfather tells people that I'm his daughter that he'd always love his flesh and blood more. I know that no matter what my sister will always consider me crazy because I won't accept people putting me down, hurting me and telling lies about me. I won't accept people thinking that because I was a child that I shouldn't defend myself, that I should keep quiet and I won't accept people who don't protect their children.
I've done with them. I choose myself. I choose myself over them. I choose my health. I choose my health because they don't know what it's like to hate yourself.
I need serious weight loss buddies. I think I'd do better If I had someone pushing me and giving me accountability. I need someone that will be willing to talk daily if possible. I'm at rock bottom and I don't need to procrastinate anymore
*I completely broke down writing that tears and all. It was cathartic.


WELCOME!
I am so glad you found us here. You are no longer alone. There are so many supportive people here and they want the best for you! There are so many forums to browse, some more active than others, so take a look around, and start posting in any of them that interest you. Some that might be of particular interest to you are the 20-Somethings under Support Groups, the 300+ Club under Support Groups, Chicks Up for a Challenge under Support Groups (I belong to the September Weight Loss Challenge thread and we are very chatty there.), the Dieting with Obstacles forum, and the Weight Loss Buddies thread under Support Groups: 
