Not really sure where to start, but I have to admit I’ve been gawking your site for some time. I’ve found some really good information and others I’m just not sure about. What I do know is I want to make a change, and I’m ready for that change – I’m scared, not sure where to start or what to do. I’m definitely tired of spending my hard earned money on bogus products that never work!
I’ve been over weight since I was in my early teens, mainly due having diabetes that was overlooked and also a condition called polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS). By the time I had my first child (who is Bipolar, ODD, ADD and ADHD) at 19, I was already over 150 lbs and it just kept escalating – come my second child I was close to 200 lbs. 20 years later after two failed marriages of domestic abuse I’m teetering very close to 300 lbs!
I’ve found every excuse in the book of why I struggle so much with my weight and can’t explain why no matter what I do I can never lose the weight – try to discuss this with the doctor’s and its all blamed on me, “it’s the food you eat and how much, exercise more, eat less, stop smoking, etc”. I was so tired of hearing it I pretty much shut myself out.
Like every other person, single mom raising two children trying to squeeze the meals and exercising in always resulted w/ a fat failure. I couldn’t motivate myself, and the few times I could I just couldn’t get into a routine. The gym is not for me, I find it disgusting feeling I have to compete with the 110 lbs person next to me who obviously is only there to flirt with the men.
This is probably a rambling letter and it’s not in depth even though I know it’s ending up lengthier then what anyone here really would like to read, but I can only stay is that I’m at the point in my life to where I need to just reach out and be around people that are like me – trying to lose the weight, struggling to lose it, needing the support and friendship, etc.
When I left my husband September 2008, I dropped 25 lbs in bout 2 – 3 wks (probably due to the stress). I maintained and kept that weight off for months up until my best friend from NYC came out to visit me in June/July 2009 – The strangest thing transpired while she was here. Suddenly my legs from my knees down swelled up like I was pregnant, and I packed on 30 lbs before she left 1 month later!!! This discouraged me to extremes, I couldn’t understand how or why.
I became enraged with myself, and hated myself – went to my doctor and told him I wanted to have the Gastric bypass surgery. Naturally he talked me out of it and explaining to me how hard it would be to get my insurance to approve it and how I would have to go see a shrink and all this other stuff I would have to comply to – just made matters worse.
Recently, my close friend (no companion, who lives in England) has been talking about coming to the states for a visit on holiday, I panicked! He wants to take me on a month’s cross country trip. I won’t go into our relationship, it is very complicated and most would probably think I’m insane (which who knows maybe I am), but I can attest that he’s been by my side thick and thin, through all the good and horrible times and through the last 4 years of **** my lives been in. If it was any other man that I was with in the past he would have ran for the hills by now; but not him! He’s still here/there with and for me.
Anyways, I want to lose the weight – to be 110 lbs again (I’m only 5 ft). He’s seen photos of me, but by looking at them NO one can ever guess my weight they always seem to think I’m only around 175 lbs when I’m closer to 300! I don’t want to be this way, and especially I don’t want my companion to see me this way.
I became desperate and tried about anything. I ordered stuff to detox, full bar, slim quick, ally and even ACAI berry; ordered a ton of books. Even tries HCG with no huge success, I mean I didn’t lose nor gain weight, but I noticed my body changing/shrinking in certain areas. I was driving myself literally crazy but I made myself hate my body, and who I am. I went back to my doctor and told him to forget about the surgery that I just didn’t care anymore. He suggested going on Phentermine Hydrochloride for 80 days to see if it helped, but he said after the 90 days I would have to stop taking the medication. This discouraged me, but I took the prescription anyways.
I set forth to the market and figured I had to change my eating so I changed my shopping. Walked the isles multiple times and ended up grabbing: Old fashion Oatmeal, 2% milk, and a **** load of those frozen entrées – like smart ones, lean cuisine, etc.
Well I have to admit I think I starved myself, but it wasn’t so bad after the first 3 – 5 days, it really wasn’t. I found I wasn’t hording food (what I call eating like a 10 helpings – dramatized). And over the first month of being on the medication I learned signs that my body did and I wasn’t always able to stop those, but I became aware of them, and caught myself in the middle of it and stopped. Things like, during the day I had this obsession that I had to put anything in my mouth – I didn’t care what it was but it had to be food!
I didn’t catch on to this things instantly, mind you, I noticed them over time. There was also a few times I grabbed snacks or sweet not even consciously realizing it and stuffing my face – I would catch myself sometimes in the middle and other times too late. Other times I would notice myself standing at the frig with the door open, not really hungry, but I had no clue what I was looking for either, but my mind knew I had to have something.
Never regret going on Phentermine, and I wish I was still on it, but it made my mind aware of things, and starting allowing my mind and stomach to communicate with one another again. Since, I’ve been on the Phentermine I dropped from 305 lbs to 268 lbs! I was excited and happy, but most of all I started to care for me again. Even though I didn’t see a difference, I noticed the difference with my clothes and my BRAs mainly. :P
It’s been bout 2 weeks since I’ve been off the Phentermine and I was at the doctors for clearance on my pre-op, I packed on another 10 lbs!! I wanted to cry and literally did on my drive home. I don’t know what happened, well I didn’t at the time. I was hurt and disgusted with myself for being a failure, and most of all I never wanted the man I loved to travel half way around the world to an ugly fat cow!
I caused it though, it took over a week but I realized consciously what I – ME – was doing wrong. I’ve been out and about a lot lately, so even though I was parking further away to walk further, or circling the stores in power walks while shopping, or parking on the 5th floor, hiking it and taking the stairs down instead of on the 3rd floor and using the elevator – I was eating a ton of fast foods again! Extra Large Mocha Iced Coffee, whopper jr no mayo on the go please. Sure a diet coke and whopper jr would have been better, but I was allowing myself unconsciously to drift back into all those weight packing evil foods society makes us want to eat.
Also I stopped eating the frozen entrées for lunch and dinner and instead of eating chopped celery and carrots when I felt I had to stuff something in my mouth I ate hand full’s of honey roasted peanuts.
I really don’t know what I’m saying here, and I know I’m venting and babbling at my own learns and failures. I’ve just isolated myself for so long and felt horrid about myself that I just need, no I’m reaching out for the support, friendship, loyalty, cheers, etc I need from all of you.
Currently, I live in Phoenix, Arizona and I would love to meet someone locally to support one another, get into a routine to work together in our goals and make friendships.
Thank you for listening to my cries.
Overweight in Phoenix



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