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In August of 2011, I was kicked off a ride at Six Flags for being too fat. As I walked down the ramp and saw my two year old son waiting at the bottom of it I decided that I couldn't live this way anymore and I just had to bite the bullet and look into surgery. It took me eight months to get it, the military is very thorough with their testing. In April 2012 I had my surgery. It's been a very rough road for me, I've had issues with nausea and losing weight too fast. I had my gall bladder removed because of the rapid weight loss. I was diagnosed with PTSD and anxiety (I work in a very violent city as a 911 Emt ). Since I couldn't "eat my feelings" I started manifesting the signs and symptoms. I pretty much kicked my sisters out of my life, they became petty and jealous once the weight started dropping off. My mother constantly tries to sabotage me. If it wasn't for my awesome hubby, great friends and the grace of God, I don't think I've could've done it. I've lost 110 pounds, went from a 24 to a comfy 8/10. Despite my issues, I've never been happier.