My Only Real Reason The Truth.
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Thank you to everyone I am going to tell them today as my brother said there is nothing to be ashamed about.
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lito, its your choice whether to tell people or not, but im just a little confused on why you think those people will be less supportive of you for taking control of your weight problem . you worked
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It went great I can't complain they understood and are extreamly happy that I decided to do something about it before it became completely out of control. It never was the fear of them not supporting
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I haven't been completely honest with the people around me which is something that isn't normal in my character since I have always been an honest person. I have been telling people at work that I had a procedure done, my family that it was an emergency surgery, i deleted my face book so i wouldnt slip and throw a status update. I even went to the extent to break up with my girl friend so she wouldnt know the truth. I don't think that I'm embarrassed of what I did because I don't regret it. I do think it's my pride and the worry of what people will say like I'm a failure or that's the easy way out I have no courage to do it on my own. Truthfully I must admit growing up I was fit played football and lacrosse from my peewee years into my collage years even trained with an nfl team up north as a temp. But I had an accident that changed my life broke my leg and went from 180 pounds solid to this 331 pounds of fat I could of stopped but I became a workaholic sucssesful young cute chunky with a personality that shined thru any room club bar or place so my confidence was never the issue and mind you a wonderful girlfriend that one day might of been my wife and mother of my children Italian beautiful catholic currently doing her residence at Colombia. Ironic how I worked so hard on not feeling fat not looking fat or as people would say smell like a fattie. I dressed well clean and presented myself with pride confidence cockiness to the point I wouldn't feel bad I did work out felt healthy no diabetease no high blood pressure nothing that made my obesity mortal so I continued to work out loose some weight failed ate food at my lesiure when I traveled when I celebrated or even when it wasn't my celebration. Till one day my castle I built from the sands of my denial came crashing down as I was ready for the biggest meeting of my career I felt flushed my cheeks turned red so I took a seat till I felt that my presentation was to be given with appropriate attention and no distraction mind you the client is waiting as I walked in I took the last breath of my self lies as my presentation was executed properly deal closed after a glass of Dom rose as a celebration toast I then walked out of the presentation room. I took 14 steps to the elevator to find myself on the 19th floor in my new office over looking down town new york city what a view i was the new youngest senior excecutive in our company I fell to my knees in tears and held the floor as if the exhaustion I felt in my body and bones came from my triumph of all the hard work that I have put in the last few years of my life but that wasn't the case I was having heart spasums that led to a mild stroke Dat day. With a flash I saw my child hood in the suburbs of rockland county with my parents and siblings my college years my football years my intern years in Atlanta Georgia working hard for the Atlanta falcons labor day weekend with my girlfriend in the hamptons or out at touch NYC living the life with my friends or those endless Sunday dinners with the family traveling for work or fun n then thars what became all the reason on why I decided to live and do this. My doctor said its an emergency for me to do this because only I can determine how much longer I breath a healthy livable life. I know that now on my own I can't do this alone and i cant continue to lie to myself and live in this denial. this Sunday I will come clean with everybody and tell them the truth with out fear of their judgment. This is my journey only I decide how much longer I choose to live. My only real reason the only real truth is that I want to live I choose to live I need to live.