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I grew up in Puerto Rico and was raised by my really awesome grandparents. My grandmother loves feeding every one, me in particular. It always got out of control and I remember gaining weight slowly and while she would tell me how fat I was, here she comes with a plate of food. She meant well but this ended up hurting me in the long run....hurting my self esteem and hurting my body with all the weight gain. I went to live in NY for 2 years after my father got remarried and my stepmom put me on a strict diet and I had actually lost ALOT of weight. Sadly things didn't work out and I got homesick and I went back to my grandparents again...here I gained it all back and maybe a little bit more. Up until I was 23 I always stayed at the same weight more of less from 170-180......then I got married 
to my first husband little by little I climbed to a little over 200...then I got pregnant and 
it was all downhill after that.....I honestly do believe it got worst after I started having issues with my back and had to get surgery for having two herniated discs on my lower back. All those meds made me gain ALOT more weight and here I sit now.....weighing 275...unhappy with MYSELF, don't like to take pictures anymore (I used to be photogenic) and I can't stand looking at myself in the mirror, wether it be dressed or naked...... I have tried every diet out there, I go to the Family Y and try to work out and nothing seems to lift me out of this slump. I need to and want to be healthy. I have a son I want to be around for. So this is my story (and I'm sticking to it!) LOL
