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I grew up in a large close family. A family that prided itself on the eats, at every function. There was never no there was never enough. The more you ate the happier you were. No one ever told me no to food and no one set good examples either.
Although there were time and days when I thought I was too heavy I always had the comofrt of my family to reasurre myself that I was normal among them and that everything would be ok. After all 1 of my aunts had a RNY in the 80's, my other 2 Aunts and father were obese and that was working for them. As my weight began creeping up and getting away from my in College I allowed myself to continue by I always said when it got to 350 that was the cut off Then and only then would I do something drastic about my weight gain and my obvious lack of self control and modivation.
It wasnt like I hadnt tried after all I was going to TOPS since I was 10 or 11 years old.
I am happy to be having this surgery But I am also sad like I am leaving behind my identity and finding a new life. I look forward to many positive changes.
