My Story Begins

I wasn't really a chubby child when I was a little girl, but for most of my life I have been overweight. I would joke around when my baby pictures were shown to others and say, "Yea that was me back when I was cute" or something to that effect. The thing is I wasn't really joking, but fortunately they didn't know that, or if they did they didn't let on.

As I got older and heavier, I lost a lot of my self-esteem. I would get picked on in school, and some people were even afraid of me. Which in a way I was thankful for because I think fear caused them to not be as brutal as they could have been. Kids can be so cruel.

Anyway, I didn't even date until I was 19. Not for a lack of crushes on my part. I always seemed to fall for the guys I felt I never had a chance with, but then again, that wasn't too difficult because I didn't believe I had a chance with anyone. Had my self-esteem been better, things would have probably been different regardless of my weight, but I was unhappy being overweight, and I couldn't seem to convince myself that I was happy and pretty when I didn't feel that way.

High school was when I really got started wanting to do something about my weight. I've been on and off diets since then ... losing weight only to turn back around and gain it back plus some. Depression hit me hard and sadly I missed out on a lot that I wanted to do like prom and graduation because I allowed my negative self-image get in the way.

From diet pills, to LA WeightLoss, to starvation ... I've tried a lot of different diets and failed at every one of them, but yet I continued yo-yo dieting.

Moving on, I met and eventually married my now husband, who is wonderfully supportive and loving and accepts and loves me for me ... flaws and all. We have two beautiful children together. My family is my life. Which brings me to why I want to lose weight and get healthier. This story is getting more difficult to tell, but in my next post I will continue with my story and get into my why.