Sinbad1969
Humm, my story, where do I start. I was an overweight child and never had a boyfriend or even been kissed until I was 18 yrs old and finally decided to try and lose the weight. I lost 95 lbs and was a healthy 145 lbs. I started dating a younger guy who really wasn't my type but adored me. With low self esteem issues I felt as though nobody could ever love me the way he did and I would learn to love him as much in time. He was mentally abusive and borderline physically abusive (throwing stuff when he got mad) even before we got married. Growing up in a similar household I figured that's just the way it is. My soon to be husband informed me that if I "really" loved him I would be able to lose that last 15 lbs before the wedding (nice guy huh? It didn't happen). You would think I would have run then!
Four years later I'm up 40 lbs when we get pregnant with our first child. I gained 60 lbs on top of that to put me at 245. I never really lose that weight, just yo-yo ing up and down 20 lbs. Two yrs later try to get pregnant again and I can't. The OBGYN says I need to lose weight (I think she's being a b*tch--she was right). I lose 20 lbs and get pregnant, this time maxing out at 300 lbs for my delivery which included pregnancy-induced asthma. Not fun!
Instead of the sweet family bliss I'd always wanted it was more like walking on eggshells. I was getting more and more sick of the way I was being treated by my husband and he was starting to act that way towards the kids too. I was getting tired. We both worked full time jobs but I was expected to do everything; cook, clean, take care of the kids, mow the lawn, you know the drill.
I sought comfort from a man who was going through the same thing in his life but the opposite which I never thought was possible. We became very best friends. I realized I was falling in love with him. Unfortunately he wasn't interested in divorcing his wife. I knew that I had to get out of my marriage because I could see now, that not all men are created equally.
So I divorced my husband after 12 yrs, gave him all the assets and took all the debt and went out on my own to try and find someone who would treat me the way I deserved to be treated. I felt much better about myself and at 32 yrs old started sewing those wild oats I missed out on in my 20's. I was back down to 185 and feeling great! I was approved by my insurance for a breast reduction because I was so large it was causing me back pain. I figured since I was going in for that I could save some money by doing a tummy tuck at the same time. Well I did but I didn't learn to change my eating or anything. I felt "normal" and so I ate like I thought normal people do. When I found out my boyfriend had been cheating on me for 4 months with another woman I was devastated and again turned to food. I went from 175 all the way back up to the 255. Losing 20-30 lbs here and there on Atkins, only to keep gaining it back.
After my crappy marriage I really thought I could just live on my own and play the field but I really do want someone to spend my life with and have someone to help be a good role model to my kids. Their dad is still their dad every other week and I think the divorce has forced him to be a better one but we still don't agree on certain things. For the most part, I think we get along better than most divorced parents.
So anyway, that's my story. My son Sean is almost 14. My daughter Katie is 9, and our new dog, Zeus is 2. 
I'm hoping my "new story" will be better than my past.
