Hi y'all. My name is Natalie. I'm 24, soon to be 25, and I'm a single mom of a wonderful (and extremely active) 5 year old boy.
Might be a lengthy self-introduction, so I apologize - but I'd rather get it out there so I don't have to repeat myself. That, and I won't have the guts if I don't do it now. Nut up or shut up, as Tallahassee (from the movie Zombieland, for those that don't know) says.
Besides being taller than most women (and men), I'm bigger, as well. There's never been a time that I can think of where I've been thin. Once I hit puberty, my height AND weight skyrocketed.
Fast forward through being diagnosed with depression, type-2 bipolar, and 9 years of self-mutilation, on top of other 'fun' events, I entered into what turned into an abusive relationship. While I have my son from that relationship, I gained about 100 lbs in that 6 1/2 years. So I went from a 'chubby 250 at 6 ft tall' to a '350 lb lard-bubble.' Needless to say, once I made the choice to leave the relationship, I realized I needed to make more changes than that, if I wanted to be happy.
In January I made my New Years' resolution to be healthier, to lose weight and feel better, both for me and my son. Naturally, like most New Years' resolutions, my 'resolve' waned pretty fast.
So yeah. in February I restarted. Never been a big eater - my diet was simple. Coffee all day, and dinner at night. I snacked a lot though, I admit. I cut all sodas, drank more water, cut back to 4 cups of coffee per day, and tried to eat more often, though less at a time, naturally. I began walking and riding my bike, and dropped 54 lbs as of June 6th.
Yay. It was a good feeling...but I slacked again, and am basically restarting right now. I'm hovering right at 300, and would LOVE to lose 100 lbs.
That's pretty much me, in a nutshell. Sorry for the length.
Longtime stalker, now a member.
