LonnaRox

Yes Mary, as soon as you give me what MsJoy gives me....*evil grin*

Randy.... I've lost too. Can I have the Visa card?

Well, let me give you some background on my husband and our relationship. When I met him, I was instantly captivated by this tall, dark handsome gorgeous guy in his cowboy hat. Wow, he was striking. Still is. Well, guess what- this good looking guy noticed me too. All through our relationship I always felt unworthy of him, I knew I wasn't ugly but I also knew I was fat and I felt so unsexy. I was always very proud of what a good looking guy I had and although I know all the good qualities that I have, I never felt pretty enough to be with such a good looking guy. And what made things worse some of his family members would gossip that the only reason he was with me was because I was rich. After being together for two years we decided to purchase a house for us to live in and around the same time he bought himself a new truck, so rumors started flying that I had paid for them (I didn't of course). Wow, little did they know that I was a divorced, broke student that had to work full time to support herself and her daughter. It really hurt me. I thought well I must look that bad that people are justifying a good looking guy being with a fat girl like me. Well anyways, like all relationships we had rough Patches and good times. We eventually got married and had two more children ( I have one daughter from my previous marriage). My husband is not a very affectionate person, especially in public. (never learned it from his parents). I know he loves me, but he rarely tells me he does, he does show me, but he is also not the type to offer a compliment or critisism for that matter. All the times that I complained about being fat he would just tell me "well if you don't feel comfortable with yourself then do something about it, don't just complain and not do anything to get to where you want to be." But he never complained about me being overweight. I was the one that didn't feel comfortable. My self esteem was so low that I was constantly terrified that this gorgeous good looking guy would find some skinny girl and leave me for her, so this made me an extremely jelouse and possessive person towards him. After yo yo ing with my weight for so long I decided the band was for me. I know I was a lower bmi than most here, but I was tired of being fat and wanted a different life. Slowly after two more pregnancies the pounds crept up more and more and that was it. I could not take control of my weight on my own, so I needed help. I talked to him and he was 100% supportive of my decision, not once did he question it, he gave me the money and said if this is what you want, then go for it. He was concerned for my safety but I reassured him and presented him with all the research I had done. Well, I thought for sure that once the pounds dropped he would be so much more into me, or would lavish me with compliments. But guess what he is still the same man, nothing has changed. He loves me the same and treats me the same. I question him and ask him, don't you think I look hot, cause others sure think I am. He hates when I say that. But as I said on another thread, while on vacation, he looked straight into my eyes and said I think you have lost enough weight and you don't need to lose anymore. I don't want you to get anorexic (As if that could ever happen, ha, ha..) but anyways, for a guy that doesn't know how to express his feelings, this was the biggest compliment anyone could have ever given me. I love him so much. And hey late last year he almost beat up some guy in the produce department at Wal-Mart that was staring at me.. I keep telling him, he is just going to have to get used to me being so damn fine, he, heeee.......No really, I know this is a long post, but what I'm really trying to say is that, losing weight will not change someone else's attitude or feelings towards you. You will change, because the self confidence that I know have makes me be a better person and a better wife to him. And yes, there will always be younger, prettier girls out there with better asses and breasts than me. But that is okay, because I finally feel good about myself and know that the love that he has for me is not messured by what I look like but for who I am inside. And I am still me, just better and with more confidence in myself ready to take on the WORLD!!!
P.S. In the last nine years since we have been together, he had gone from weighing 180 to 210 and he is not fat because he is so tall and so muscular, but I love teasing him about how much more he weighs than I do...

Which is why, I am not telling the world about my plans. I don't want to hear everybody's 2 cents :huytsao

Paula, I'm right there with you. My husband wanted me to do it myself. I'm 38 I told him, If I could do it myself, don't you think I would of done that 20 years ago.