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Originally Posted by MsCrockett
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Originally Posted by wyllenn
There are a lot of success stories here, people who are Big Losers (including but not limited to Zelma, Julee, Kayley, Crock, and our missing Catherine), but for people struggling I just want to say this: There is no difference between me and you. I have found a groove (and hope I never lose it). But before that, I was the very fat woman who had no will power, who couldn't stick to a "diet". Eventually, I was the woman who knew she would be fat forever.
I don't know exactly what happened to change that, but I believe I can do this now (not so sure I can keep it off forever, but I'm willing to try). And I just have to say this: If I can do this, you can do this. I know I heard people say that before, and I never believed them. And I know it sounds stupid and trite but it is completely true.
AMEN SISTER! YOU ARE PREACHEN TO THE CHOIR NOW.. YOU DONT KNOW HOW BAD I NEEDED TO HEAR THAT!
Crock -- I think we ALL need to hear this from time to time!
Xena -- Glad you liked it too!
So much of weight loss is a mental game, and when you can get it into your head that you can succeed, it is remarkable. Sadly, I think a lot of things can throw off the mental game!
I have also wondered about whether isolation causes weight gain or weight gain causes isolation. Because, despite the myth about fat people being jolly and sociable, my own experience is that I have been a fat hermit to a large extent! I guess I'll see what happens as I lose...
memoe/mary -- I somehow had not noticed your fantastic success so far!!!

Sometimes when I am behind in threads I read through the boards too quickly to pick up on a lot of the details! Anyway, congrats on your success so far!
Ammi -- I have the same pedometer Misti does (she inspired me) -- and I love it!! I am sad when I forget to wear it -- like yesterday when we walked at least 2 miles in the mall!
Okay, so here's something that I don't know what to make of (hrmmm.. is that even a sentence?). Anyway, I have been a D cup since I gained a lot of weight in college and went up to 220. While I've never loved being fat, I enjoyed some aspects of being well endowed.
Well, it is no longer so. I am definitely a C cup now. Part of me is happy about this, but the other part is kind of sad... Don't get me wrong -- I would rather be flatter up top and smaller, and I don't miss the aching feeling from carrying "the girls" around and never feeling comfortable lying down... but I guess there was a part of my identity built around my chest, and I don't know why!
Anyone else know what I mean?