So, about me. I'm in my early 40s. I struggled a little during high school and the years right afterwards with my weight, but it was never out of control to this point (I hovered around 180-200 during most of that time, sometimes under that, once I went over that). I met and married my husband, from whom I am now separated, in the early 90s. When I met him I weighed right around 200. In that first year of being with him, I went through a litany of life-changing events and ended up about 60 pounds heavier, then another 60 pounds heavier when I had my daughter in the following year. I've never been able to take off all the weight since then. A few times I managed to take off a substantial chunk, but it was never complete and never lasted.
I don't know, really, why I've never been able to get it all off or keep it off. I am sure it is a combo of reasons with a dose of self-sabotage thrown in for good measure. All I know, though, is that in my mind's eye, I am NOT a fat person, and seeing myself in the mirror even now, after all these years, shocks me. I loathe pictures of myself and avoid social situations because of my weight. It's a sorry state of affairs. And so it's time to do something about it for good.
I have, in the past, tried almost every "diet" you can think of and have even considered weight-loss surgery. A friend of mine had that surgery and she said she would NOT do it if she had to do it all over again. I concluded, after a long, long period of consideration, that it wasn't the right thing for me. I have to do this on my own, for myself, and according to my own standards. (With the help and encouragement of Wilma, of course!)
I have a very long way to go, but that's okay. I'll make it, because I have to, for my health, both physical and mental! I don't want to go through the rest of my life being limited because of my weight and it's just time to change - NOW.
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