ladywildfire21
Well my story begins at birth like with most...lol!
When I was 11/2 my parents got a divorce and my two brothers my sister and i went to live with my dads mom, my grandma. For five blissful years we lived with her living the life of spoiled kids. Then when i was in kindergarten my dad met a woman. within months he was missing school programs and began dissapearing from our lives. WIthin 6 months dad married this woman and she had his baby my little sister . My father was so desperate not to be alone that he did anything and everything. she became his whole world and while we lived with him it was like we werent there. I was a very small child never even had a hint of fat on my body. When i was 8 my siblings and i were forced into doing the bidding of his wife soon we were making our own meals and doing the cleaning. When my dad started ignoring us i started eating food became my friend whenever dad and his wife were mad i would get me another pb&j sandwhich. When i was 10 we moved to a small town that had a tiny little IGA and i discovered that it was easy to swipe the candy that made me feel better. Whenever the wife would go down there i would go and fill up my toy purse with the candy bring it home and hide in my room while consuming everything that i got. As i got older it got worse. Dads wife believed in harsh punishment and would threaten my father with leaving him if he didnt carry out her punishments. Which included many boardings standing all night in the corner of their bedroom and many hits and a few kicks. As the punishments got worse so did the eating. By the time i was in high school i weighed 250 lbs and had been on slimfast many times. I had been a part of several fundraisers and i actually sold the most candy bars in 6th grade but what they never knew was it was because i had eaten 62 of them and my father had to pay for the loss. i thought i had learned my lesson but in 10th grade over the period of 6 weeks i had eaten 112 of the candybars that i was selling. It didnt occur to me then but at that point my family life may have been the cause. Dads wife had put an ultimatium on him kick out my oldest brother or she would leave. She ended up doing this with all four of us. one by one we were forced to move out . We all ended up at our mothers house. i was a senior by this time and refused to switch high schools so i had to move into my friends house where i knew i wasnt wanted in order to graduate from high school. my grades suffered so much that i ended up being two credits short and had to take courses from another school then the credits were transfered and i graduated from my high school.
Once I left high school i met the man who became my husband and a few months later i was pregnant. Pre pregnancy i weighed 287lbs when i gave birth to my first daughter i weighed 301lbs when my daughter was 4 months old i found out i was 6 weeks pregnant i hadnt had any chance to lose my baby weight and had to wait another 9 months i ended up gaining 30 lbs with her so when i gave birth i weighed 331lbs. When she was 4 months old i got a job and was able to keep my weight stable for almost a year and a half then i lost my job and was depressed about money situation and ended up gaining another 50 lbs.
Then I was able to find another job coincidentaly when i was joining a gym they had a daycare opening so i was able to get a membership and a job i was able to lose 27 lbs while working out there in three months. Then my husband found a job and it was second shift and i was working first so i had to leave work immediatly in order to watch my children i was unable to continue working out but i was still maintaing my weight I had at this point decided that the only way i was to survive would be to have the gastric bypass surgery. I began going to the doctor and getting my papers in order so that i could have the surgery.
One day when i was at work at the gym my co worker told me that a new manager that had been hired said he didnt like me working at the gym because i was over weight and i gave the gym a bad image and i wasnt using the facility the way he believed i should. I tried to brush the coment off. Less than a week later i went to sign in on the clock out sheet and there for everyone to see was a letter saying that i was fired. it said that it was because there were too many parent complaints against me. When i asked why i was never told of the parent complaints he said that he hoped the problems would fix itself and like i told him how can you fix a problem you never knew existed. the note he wrote me had said quote " we expect your written resignation in two days" When i went to pick up a copy of that letter it had been changed to " we took the proper punishment steps." they had a note saying that i quite.
Being fired because i was fat hit me really hard. I attempted to take the steps to sue the gym but every lawyer i found wanted $750 retainer fee. all of this left me really depressed and although i stll went to the doctor and did the things they told me to i still gained another 25 lbs and with that 25 lbs came severe back pain and now that i try to excersize the pain causes me knees to buckle and i just cant do it for more than a few minutes a day which isnt enough to lose any weight. that is why i need the surgery i need that one tool that will help me be the person that ihave been trying so hard to become.
That is what led me here i have slowly been gaining wait and got up to 419 lbs and i am ready to change my life. To live for the two little girls that i brought into this world. I hope that all of you will follow me on my journey to becoming a better me and give me al of the support that i have already seen other members getting. Thank you for reading my story.
Ater reading my story I felt that it was important to let everyone know that even though my father was lacking parental skills growing up about 5 years ago he divorced his wife and has since remarried a kind woman and has become a very intergral part of my life. I am an adult and he treats me like one he has not raised his voice or his hand at me in almost 7 years. I think that once i moved out and started telling him the things he was doing made him realize what was happening i was the last kid to move out. and once that hit him their marriage fell apart and dad knew she was bad for him. He has since become everything to me. He is always there when i need him. I love my father very much. He made mistakes and i have forgiven him.
