First, I want to thank ALM2000 for starting this thread. I can relate to you SO much...especially the living like a hermit since starting IP. Here is my story:
Background:
I’m 1st generation born and raised American and come from a South Asian background. I believe Asians, in general, have a warped idea of what is considered fat. My earliest memories as a little girl were of my family, including my mean brother and relatives, making fun of me for being “fat”. To us Americans, I was actually a normal sized, normal weight child. However, in the South Asian culture, what we Americans think is “normal size” is considered fat to Asians. My point is…from the earliest age of my life, I was given the direct message that I was fat…and because I was regarded as fat, I was also regarded as ugly…and because I was given the message that I was fat and ugly, I felt worthless….and I DO believe that my then 18-year old male cousin targeted me and started sexually molesting me when I was 6 years old because my entire family treated me poorly for being “fat and ugly” by South Asian standards. Sexual predators target children who are vulnerable and God know with the way I was treated by family members, I was definitely vulnerable and an easy target.
As a now 34 year old woman, I look back at my childhood pictures and see a normal looking, cute girl. I look back at my teenage pictures and see a normal sized, pretty young girl. I look back at my pictures of my early 20s and I was STILL a normal sized woman. However, during all my life, I’ve never thought I was a normal-sized, normal weight, attractive woman. Because of my poor self-esteem and childhood sexual abuse from my cousin, I have never believed that ANY man would desire me or that I was worth being treated nicely like one of those “pretty girls”.
Even though I’ve been an emotional eater for all of my adult life, I remained between 130lbs to 135lbs for most of my 20s. Unfortunately, I saw my childhood sexual abuser again at a family function back in 2008. That’s when my weight started to creep up and by the end of 2008, I weighed 148lbs. My weigh ballooned again in 2010 because my parent became deathly ill. Since 2010, I’ve added 10lbs each year. As of this morning, I am a solid 175lbs with 38% body fat. I have dark spots on my neck and, even though I tested negative for diabetes at my last check up, my doctor said I need to change my eating habits and I am most likely insulin resistant (though she didn’t test me for that…go figure!). The dark spots on my neck don’t help me with my self-esteem.
The Defining Moment
I don’t think there was any 1 true defining moment for me to start IP. I'm fortunate to have a good salary to afford IP. I’m just tired letting my life slip by me. I’m tired of letting opportunities (mostly in my personal life) slip by me because I feel like I’m not worthy of it…and yes, I would feel worthy of it if I was slender and more physically desirable. I’m tired of being ignored by the men that I like…I’m tired of believing the so called “Oprah self-love” talk about loving yourself no matter what you weight because the right man will come along. Let me tell you…yes, even at my current weight, I have a few men approaching me. However, I don’t like the type of men that are approaching me. I want a man that I’m physically attracted to…and the men that I’m physically attracted to are the men who like slender, physically-fit women. It is what it is. I love Oprah, but you can’t fix biology and the natural selection process.
Ready for a change
I Googled IP, read up on it, saw several YouTube videos about IP (there’s this 1 Asian girl named Zarah who lives in Seattle and has multiple IP videos about her weight lose), found a near-by clinic, and signed up. I don’t care much for the 2 coaches because they don’t seem warm and genuine to me, but they are women and, given my childhood sexual abuse, I feel more comfortable having a female coach take my measurements than a male coach.
My [UN]support system:
Unfortunately, I don't have a strong support system either: (1) my family is very slender and can't understand why I can't eat like a "normal" person, (2) I’m the “fat one” amongst my girlfriends and I don’t like going out to bars where they all get hit on except me because it confirms just how physically unattractive I’ve let myself become, and (3) I have an on-line dating profile on a couple of dating websites, but I get confirmation of how physical unattractive I’ve become based off the men who actually contact me. When I weighed 40lbs less, I received A LOT more inquiries from men as well as received inquiries from men that I found physically attractive. I don’t get that anymore at this current weight.
Life on IP:
I AM a total hermit since starting IP. LOL!!! I know myself. I know if I hang out with friends at a restaurant/bar, then I will be tempted to drink alcohol and eat fatty foods. That’s what I’ve been doing since the age of 21. That’s what my brain (psychological effect) is use to and craves. So I currently spend most of my weekends renting a couple of movies from RedBox, eating my IP packets, and watching TV. I don’t like to go shopping because I feel unattractive. I don’t really have any hobbies. I’m just waiting for the weight to drop on the IP program so that I no longer put my life on hold.
My motivation:
Every parent wants a physically beautiful daughter. That's just the way it is. I’m 34 years old and I’m not married. In my Asian culture, I am damaged goods because I am regarded as “old and fat”. I want to make my parents happy by being
THAT beautiful daughter. My dad, who was deathly ill a few years ago but survived it, told me his last wish before he leaves this world is to see me get married. I want to give him that wish. In order for me to do that, I
NEED to lose this weight first because the reality is that men are physically attracted to smaller-sized women. I know this for a fact because I was once a smaller sized woman.
I also need to lower my cholesterol and triglycerides according to my doctor, but I’m
most motivated to get married so that my dad can get peace-of-mind before he dies. My dad come from a different generation and culture where women are supposed to be "take care of" by their father and then their husband. I know that type of mentality is frowned upon in our American culture post women's liberal movement. I just no longer want to embarrass to parents amongst their friends for having the unmarried, fat daughter.
Sorry…I didn’t mean to make this all sound like some pathetic sob sorry. I know we all have our sob stories.
