Hello!
My name is Anna, I'm 16, been on this plan since last march. I was doing very well then, and have lost a total of 56 pounds, down to 170. The last three months or so have been tough for my family, so I wasn't able to follow the plan, nor check in at my local center. Lucky for me, I didn't gain a pound! Stayed right at 170.
Things finally have settled down at home, so I went back to the center. To my dismay, everything has changed.
They fired all of our old counselors. All of the women I'd been working through this with for a year are gone, except one.
A regional manager was there to greet me and talk me through the new plan. She spoke to me like a child, as though I hadn't been doing this longer than she had. When she was writing out my new plan, she originally didn't use their new graph system correctly- I had to correct it for her. Then she spent ten minutes trying to sell me a gimmicky measure plate, as though measuring cups just weren't good enough. Throughout this meeting, she tapped her annoyingly long fingernails on the desk, driving me up the wall.
She also informs me that I must make appointments for my visits from now on.
I get two boxes of caramel bars, the only bars I've ever been able to stomach, and head home in distress. Of course, I get home to find that the bars are nothing like they were before... smaller, and a pain to chew and get down. My jaw actually hurts after eating one. They don't even taste like caramel!
That was last week. I made an appointment to come back today, but my mom had to go out of town with my car, so I couldn't make it.
They couldn't get me in until next Thursday. I guess I'll just have to do without bars. My life does not mesh well with appointments. Too much going on all the time, I can barely make it to a hair appointment. And now I must schedule every visit? I loved the just walk-in-when-you-can style of LA, that was one of the selling points for me.
I'm eating the food as my plan tells me, and trying to stay on it. But I just don't have the commitment anymore. I found this forum in hopes of some support. I don't think I can keep going back to a center full of strange clawed women.

After all that dough, I can't just quit.



When I started, we had appointments to come in 2-3 times per week. Then, they got rid of them. The problem I had was that I would go in and would have to wait 45 minutes, once almost an hour, to weigh in for a "quick" appointment.