I grew up in Small Town America, where I was the "big girl"-- not necessarily the "fat girl". I was always the tallest girl in my small class and always 10-20 pounds over-weight, and an added bonus to my poor body image-- a horrific case of acne! It was my pre-teen/teenage years that I began wishing that I was not only skinny but petite-- like many of the other girls that I went to school with. It took quite a few years to appreciate my height and realize that when I walked into a room, I was the first person anyone saw! I developed a love of fashion and dressing for the occasion, even though I love dressing to "the 9's" I didn't love my body and felt helpless to change it or stop the weight I kept packing on.
Like many, I have tried every diet, pill, and program out there. Although I was successful with some, the minute I stopped following the program or regimen to the letter I began to gain the weight back plus an extra 10 or 20 pounds. I figured that I was meant to be fat and there was no point in putting in the effort. In June 2010, I weighed 287 and I decided: "drastic times called for drastic measures" and I went to see my physician about bariatric surgery (ie: weight loss surgery)...and thus my journey began.
Today, I stand 5'9" and weigh 130lbs but it wasn't easy and changed my life in ways I never could have imagined on that day in June.
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