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I have struggled with my weight for mot of my life. I learned how to cope with life and issues by eating junk food. It was the only stable steady thing in my life. My mother died from cancer when i was 4 and my father passed a year later by ways of his own hands. At the time I didn't understand, but as i grew older, i missed them and couldn't process why I had to be the one little girl without parents in my school. So i ate. Candy, ice cream, cake, cookies, chips, etc. I started dieting when I was about 12. I weighed about 180 pounds. I tried the typical diets like weight watchers and those 3 days of starvation diets. Nothing ever worked. By the time I was a senior in high school, I weighed 250 pounds. Luckily I wasn't teased in school. I was well liked and the fact that i had an older brother who was able and willing to whip anyone who offended me didn't hurt. I started taking addepex (sp?) a year or so later. I weighed around 280. I lost 40ish pounds. But like most diets, it didn't stick. I gained it all back and then some. At 21, I had my first child. I got up to 310 during the pregnancy. That weight never went away. Last year, I had my second child. I weighed about 355 when I had her. I had gestational diabetes during the pregnancy and I almost died the day I went into labor because of extreme blood pressure numbers. I was put in ICU to recover because even after the birth my blood pressure would not get to a stable number. I have never been more scared in my life. I knew that something had to change. I wanted to see my children grow up. I didn't want to die because I was too fat to function. I made a consultation appointment in October. The process to getting approved was really easy for me. I got approved the first try and it only took a week after the claim was submitted. I had my surgery on November 16th. The day after I regretted having it done. I threw up constantly and I could not keep any pain medicine down. This went on for 3 or so days. I lost weight pretty fast at first and I was thrilled because something was actually working. I had my ups and downs and ins and outs. I have been frustrated with myself a lot. Stalls have lasted months at a time but I can only blame myself. I think a lot is self destruction. I am afraid to be small because I never have been. I started getting a lot of saggy skin and i couldn't stand to see myself in the mirror. i started eating poorly again and the weight loss stopped all together. I am just now getting the point where I can admit I have an issue with my self and that I have fears of losing a lot of weight. This surgery is by far the best thing I have done, but it is also the hardest. I wish I would have realized that it only fixed my stomach size, it didn't fix my mind. I still want to eat junk, especially when I get down. I still want to do the things I did before. Old habits resurface in the face of adversity and I am struggling very hard to overcome that. almost 7 months have passed and I have lost about 70 pounds. Some days I feel like i haven't lost a pound. I am an ongoing process and I know that I will reach my goal because I have this amazing tool to help me. So to anyone reading this who is considering getting the surgery, make sure your minds in the right place because it can take a serious toll on your mental state. It also helps to have a support group. his site is great for that. Thanks for reading and best of luck on your own journey