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Today, My Life Begins Where It Left Off...
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So many things you say ring true with me, I too have been held hostage in my own body. BRAVO & good luck in your journey.
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Off topic, I know, but have you ever thought of being a writer - your way with words is so fluid! Congrats and good luck for your journey
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Mama, I am so happy for you! It is time to start living!
I actually told the pshychiatrist that I found myself always wondering when does MY life begin? I recently turned 50 and ever since then I have been on a Quest. That magic number stared me in the face and made me take a stand. I have been overweight my entire life. Well, actually there were a couple short periods where I was thin, but they didn't last. I have a regular life...family, grown kids, couple dogs, a 9-5 job. I present as relatively confident, but that is a lie. It's a front I put on for everyone, including myself sometimes.
Problem is...I have been doing all the hiding behaviors...no pictures, stay home (although interestingly I am very comfortable in the company of strangers. I guess that because I don't have anything to prove to them), secret eating. But the last one did it for me. I turned down my lost love's request to see me because I wanted him to remember me like before....when I was thin with him. I could not bring myself to do it, could not imagine the look in his eye when he saw me and what I imagined would be a huge disappointment in me. I realized then and there, that I was a hostage. I allowed it an unforgiveable power. I allowed it to steal from me and what it stole was my life.
I saw my surgeon for the first time in January. I am scheduled to do the sleeve on May 8th. I am at once, both nervous and excited. I did my pre-ops appts today and today is the day I decided to mark the start as it seems very real now. It's a countdown. It's prep. It's almost here. Today is the day I start to get my life back.