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Hey I am new to this site and figured I would give it a try. I am 24 years old and from New York. In March of 2011 I had decided I wanted to get the gastric sleeve done after trying to lose weight and struggling I had thought this was something I had to do with being only 23 years old and 285 pounds. At this time my mother had also chosen to have the sleeve done and we were going to do this together we had picked the same surgeon. I was going to have my surgery about a month before my mother so I would have time to recover to help her as she was going to help me. My surgery day was April 5th 2011 which was my mothers birthday and I picked it because my mother had told me the best gift I could ever give her was making myself healthy. The day of surgery I will admit I was so afraid this was the first time I had ever been to the hospital for something other then a little issue. I remember walking to the operating room and shaking and thinking I made a mistake then kissed my parents and went into the room where I was so afraid. My surgeon then came in and let me know I was doing the best thing for me and next thing I knew I woke up yelling what did I do why would I let them do this to me my surgeon then came over to me and told me I'm fine and see if I felt the same one year from now. I then came home 2 days later and I will admit was a struggle I had an issue with my sugars dropping and I mentally was still having an issue with what I did and how could I live on liquids, my parents were very supportive during this time where I would cry at times or lash out at them. Little by little I then came to realize this is what I needed and I was ok and I could do this. Little by little the pounds came off then I went to the gym and then the pounds came flying off and I was getting back to my normal life going out with my friends and enjoying myself. About 5 and a half months later the weight was really flying off me to not realize I was actually sick. I has gotten gall stones and almost 6 months to the day I found my surgeon and myself in the same situation. My next step in my journey came 7 months and 5 days after surgery I had reached the goal of losing 100 pounds this day was one of the happiest days I had ever had. I remember getting on the scale that day and seeing the number finally come up and starting to cry because I never thought this could happen. My sleeve is the best thing I had every done. I still have moments where I struggle but the struggle is mentally. I still wake up some says thinking I'm still the 285 pound girl I was or I look in the mirror and still think to myself when will I be skinny or I always pictured what my life would be and how it would change when I lost weight and I feel it's not what I imagined but still deep down I know I had done the best thing for myself which is giving myself a second chance of really enjoying my life. I realize my story is kind of long but actually writing this has helped me to feel better about some of the issues I still struggle with.