Dobbie C.
I am 42 years old and have struggled with my weight since I was 17. There is a lot of backstory there (mostly to do with power struggles with my mother who is 5'2" and panics when she hits 120 pounds). Needless to say, my weight is an extention of my feelings of self-worth - the smaller I feel inside, the larger my behind gets. I have, as have the majority of obese people, tried, succeeded, and then failed at most diets. I am fortunate in that I have a wonderful husband & two completely fantastic children who love me no matter what. That however is not good enough for me. I am determined to wrest some control over this downward spiral that will lead to my premature death. So I have overcome one of my major limitations, I have sought outside help. This may not seem a big deal to most people, but I am the go-to-girl for everyone in my immediate and extended family. For me to be the one admitting that I need help is quite a breakthrough. And believe me, I do need the help. I know that I can loose weight if I go on yet another diet, but I am at the point where if I do do that again and gain it back, it will break me. And I mean that literally, I think my heart would break in half. So I have set myself on a different course. I am going to under-go Lap Band surgery. I am not looking for a miracle. I will always be a person who struggles with her weight; just as a recovering alcoholic struggles with their need for alcohol, but hopefully I will be armed with a tool to help me maintain the weight loss that I manage to achieve.
