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congrats on your way to your new life an healthier you!! your amazing your strong an we are here for you! KEEP YOUR PAST IN THE PAST!! Iv had a bad past I was in a bad 20 yr previous marriage that I h
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Don't let others (including family) define you! I've learned over the years that family members love each other in different ways, but not always the way I want them too. I'd like to believe that it
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@@hstrayorn i can't begin to tell you how very sorry i am for what you have gone through with your weight/family/earlier life horrible things you endured in the the past you have a great attitu
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As I sit here reflecting on my past as my surgery date is a head of me, I can never recall a positive affirmation in my family when it came to my appearance. Not saying that obesity is something that should be affirmed, but at least to be told you're loved beyond what your outer appearance looked like would have been generous.
People always think the safes place is home...but when I entered the doors of the home of my youth, it was like entering into a Grimm Fairytale. My mother was the Evil Queen, my father though there, was like he was dead with his slience, just a figure in the background and my sisters were like the evil step sisters. As I was celebrating with my wife this morning of my coming WLS, reflected on a story of my youth, where when I was 10 or 11 one my older sisters told me that I was as big as a baby elephant at birth aka, I was the elephant in the family. That raw spot is still there and it appears each time I look in the mirror.
My narssaistic mother, who never in my life privately given me positive affirmation. But always calling me fat while still serving me deep fried southern food while drinking Mountain Dew in my sippy cup and giving me sneaker bars on the side. Even sharing with her the news of weight loss surgery, she even had negative words to say about that.
I have been so destroyed for 35 years. The Cinderella or Cinder-fellea if you allow me to say so, in this life. However, on March 3, my life will never be the same again.
Though words of my past may haunt me, it won't defeat me. In two weeks I will begin a new journey. A journey with its own struggle, but to a happier ending.