I have always felt fat. I try to think about when I started to feel self conscious, and I think it was 5th grade into middle school. I remember my mom telling me I needed to watch what I ate, which I was upset about because she was overweight. I know she was looking out for me but at the time it felt hurtful. I went on to play sports but I always felt like the fat kid. I look back in pictures and think, what the **** was I thinking!? I looked great! I wonder if it was a self-fulfilling prophecy. My parents got divorced my freshman year of high school and I feel into a spot where I didn't care about anything. I started hanging out with a bad crowd and started smoking cigarettes and pot. That started the munchies. I dropped out of the activities in high school and partied. I dated a loser who didn't do anything for myself esteem and just went through the motions. My senior year I started getting myself back together. I had put on weight but didn't think much about it. I was probably around 250 at the time.
My college journey was like a big repeat, although instead of smoking I started drinking. I chased after guys who I wanted to love me but were total jerks, I think because I didn't love me. But, I made great friends and was successful and graduated with no problems. However, now I was probably around 315 pounds.
When I started my job I thought great, I'm cutting back on drinking, I'll be up and moving and lose some weight. However the last 6 years have been amazing, except for my weight. I love my job, I met and married a wonderful man who loves me, and we want to start a family. However, I'm now around 370 pounds. WHY is the one thing I can't get under control my weight?! I'm so sick of being heavy, of having to shop in the specialty stores. I hate sitting in chairs that crush my legs together and hurt. I want to travel but am totally self conscious about squishing into the teeny tiny seats and squishing the person next to me, I want to play with my kids and not get tired, I want to move with more grace and ease. AH! I just want it gone! I know it didn't happen overnight and it won't go away overnight. I am going to try and take it one day at a time. I'm going to kick this fat's a$$ I have to to save my own life. If you're still reading this and not asleep, I appreciate you hanging in there and letting me pour out my story. I've been so inspired by your stories already and you don't even know it.



