I was a small and active kid from kindergarten all the way to elementary. In about the 5th grade I noticed I was bigger than all the other kids. I couldn't shop in the same section as the other girls because I didn't fit into the clothes. I didn't think I was fat but apparently I was because my mom started making my clothes. I gained weight in middle school and was pretty much a loner. In high school I was a tom boy and wore boys clothes because I couldn't fit into the cute girls clothes and didn't want my mom making my clothes anymore so I just coped and ate.
After my first born I gained more weight but after I dumped her "donor" I lost weight and was fitting into a size 12 for the first time ever. I still thought I was fat but I got alot of attention which I wasn't used to but instead of going boy crazy, I had the mentality with guys that was "you didn't look at me when I was fat, why should I give you the time of day now?". I stayed single for what seems like forever. Then I slowly gained a little weight back and met my, now, husband. I was a size 16 when we met and he likes thick, meaty girls so I got lucky with him because he's wonderful. But after I had my second and third I just kept getting bigger.
I've tried so many diets, I've had gym memberships, I've never tried diet pills, thank God but I've just been playing this game for way to long and I'm ready to win this war with myself. I started my "lifestyle change" on August 19, 2013 and I'm determined to make it to the end. I started off with a weight of 245 lbs and today I'm 235.8 I've been eating better and exercising and I know that I will get to my first goal of 195, which is one pound lighter than I was the day I met my husband. My 2nd goal is to get to 165. I've set mini goals for myself to make it to my 1st goal. I'm looking forward to meeting people that are going through the same thing I am. I'll be your cheerleader if you will be mine.