I seem to be having more trouble lately dealing with the excess skin issue. I've been letting myself get down about it and I'm wondering how others have learned to cope with it when surgery is just not an option. I do hope to have the surgery some day but certainly not in the near future because of the $$ aspect. I know that there really isn't anything I can do about it for now and I've accepted that I did this to myself, but I find myself dwelling on it more and more lately. I guess what it comes down to, is that all of my life, I just wanted to feel normal, to fit in like everyone else. But being an obese child, teenager, and adult, I never felt like I belonged. Now, at 27 (still relatively young IMO) I just want to be able to dress like other women my age and feel comfortable in my own skin for once. I feel like I've worked so damn hard to get here, I just want to be able to enjoy the fruits of my labor. This success has been bittersweet in some ways. While I am overjoyed and eternally grateful for this second chance at life, I am also saddened that I am finding it difficult to be comfortable and really live it. So please, any suggestions or opinions are welcome. I've got to find a way to let go of this and move on.
Beverly



Not that he would care anyway, luckily, that's just the kind of guy he is. It's more about how it makes me feel and that I allow it to hold me back. I accept that it's there and that there's really nothing more I can do about it than try to cover it up. I just want to be able to let go of the self-consciousness and maybe some of the resentment I've built up for doing this to myself. It’s more about that "head stuff" that we are all so familiar with. I feel like externally, I've taken it as far as I can for now. But internally, I still have a long way to go, and I’m desperately trying to catch up.
Yup, that just about says it!! So, I will definitely be looking into flaxseed oil tabs because all I really want is the appearance of more supple looking skin, not an expanding waistline! Thank you again; I don’t think I ever would have thought of that.