Alison H.
I am an obese woman, who is finding my way to a mental, physically and spiritually healthy life. One that I can be proud of and one that I can call my own. I have hidden for so long.
I am an 40 year old woman. The youngest of four. I had a good life child's life. Family was nothing to complain about. I don't know what happened then. By adulthood, I hid from life behind partying. I rebound way too far in the opposite direction. The fruit of this labor (marriage for 10 yrs) was one beautful 10 yr old child whom I love with all my might. Now, I find myself divorced now (2 yrs ago). Ironically enough, this is when I take control of my life.
My family was shocked because they were not privy to know or approve. They have judged me and all I can do is pray for them that some day they would understand that I am trying to find my way. Soon after the announcement of my divorce, my parents and I worked through the pain.
My child is special needs both physically and mentally/emotionally. I am a loving mother, homeowner/career woman, and a good friend.
I am successful in most of what I do. I am beginning to see this. But here's for the other side. The dark side :) as one might call it.
I am pleagued by my obesity on a daily basis now. So many aches and pains. Not to mention finding myself making decisions about mundane and day to day things based on my weight. Again, ironically, I still appreciate these days because I have had worse. Hospital stays, beat down because I can't make it from my car to my desk without having to stop and take a break are to name a few. I have let down God, myself and my daughter down because I couldn't control this weight problem.
Surgery is my last option. It has to work.
