Auntifoo
I've always been the "big" -add your choice of word, baby, kid, teen, adult, lady-, I never let it get me down as I knew nothing else but dodge the comments until I needed to face them head on and then watch out. I never let my weight stop my life until 7 years ago when my brother taught me to do 360's on our jet ski's at the family cabin. I hurt my back so bad that I could not get out of bed without tears for months and months. I was probably 350 lbs then and when I woke up one day and said enough, researched surgeons & hospitals/programs I was 592 lbs. I stopped moving and doing things I always did from carrying laundry up 3 flights of stairs in our old colonial home to grocery shopping and even playing with our son.
I come from a family full of obesity and I honestly woke up one day and said this is enough I need to break the cycle and I want live, not just be here, I mean really LIVE. I missed doing the things that I did before and want to even be able to do more that I never even tried because I didn't think I could.
I think I've survived by never letting myself really see my size, I ignored myself and took care of everyone around me. It is time for me to take care of me.
