mae78
My story? I have been plus sized most of my life. I can't remember being smaller than a 12 and I haven't seen a size 14 in about five years.
My seventh grade summer I lost 50 lbs because I couldn't deal with not being accepted by the "cool kids". In eighth grade I maintained by playing sports. In the ninth grade we found out I was pretty good at softball. By tenth grade I quit the team because they "made me exercise" when I felt as though I didn't need to. That was the beginning of the end for me. In the eleventh grade I was a size 14. In the twelth grade I was hanging on by a thread, my prom dress says it's a size 12.
After my father passed in 98' I really lost control of my weight. I worked out every single day but still could not get under 219. We found out later that was because of a large mass on my uterus... later as in two years ago.
So I had surgery, lost the tumor along with my left fallopian tube and ovary, but now also... my drive to work out has left as well! So here I sit at almost 300 lbs and I struggle daily.
I went to the doctor ready to argue about why I'm so big. Instead I found a supportive 'ear' and here I am now... on WW and trying to see how far I can go on my own.
