Someone ask me was I dying the other day. I looked at them and just laughed. U have lost so much. I decided to only let my dad and his wife know. Only because they went with me to Mexico to have my surgery done. It's kinda hard. I knew that me losing weight people were going to get all weird because they want me to stay fat.
I just want a healthier me.
When I go to events or family functions people are always looking at what I'm eating or how much. I think at work is the worst. My coworkers all we talk about is food. And different place we have been. And what we should try. Well I have had a few episodes where I have vomited at work (Which I have done before the sleeved) and now they think I'm bulimic or anorexic. I laugh at that too. Whatever makes them sleep at night. Oh and I'm not wanted to go out because I might get sick.
I learned a while ago that the only opinion that matters is mine. Not many are going to be as happy for u but u.