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So I wanted to record my journey somehow, i was thinking about starting a blog, but because I am still on the fence about that, I am going to log my journey here. This way I can look back and see the struggles, and the rewards.
I have been overweight for a lot of my life. I am an emotional eater, I use food for love, for friendship, for boredom, for social purposes.. pretty much for everything. Food is definitely a drug for me. Well, let me rephrase, sugar, high fat foods, and salt, are a drug for me. I am most definitely not addicted to veggies. Lol
I have dieted for most of my life. I have gained and lost hundreds of pounds. I have tried pretty much every diet there is, and I have been successful in losing the weight… now keeping it off is another issue all together. My issues with food are primarily emotionally driven, and fear driven. I believe that food provides a certain high for me, and I turn to it whenever I start to feel scared. Let me explain that point a little bit, so I am 34 and single. I have had a good number of boyfriends and dates… but I have realized with dating, that I don’t have a lot of “self-worth” which leads me to date emotionally unavailable men, where I am over-compensating their lack of effort. When I come across an emotionally available man, I find something wrong with them, like if this guy is so great, why would he want me? There must be something wrong with him.. So I run from them. I find that when I “diet” lose a significant amount of weight, and start getting attention from men, I go for the “safe” man, the one that isn’t willing to give too much.. and when that inevitably fails and the relationship starts to fall apart, I EAT… I eat to protect myself, to make myself invisible again, and to keep myself safe. It is a vicious cycle!!! It is almost as if, I attract these men to prove to myself that I am not good enough, and like every self-fulfilling prophecy, when it happens, I want to protect myself from it ever happening again. In the back of my mind, I think… if I could just convince this man, that definitely likes me, but doesn’t want to fully commit, to commit to me – well then I have won, and then I will know I am good enough. Yeah, not so healthy, right?
Now don’t worry guys, I am in therapy, and have been for the most part of 10 years. I am working through these issues, I know where they stem from (an unavailable parent, and rocky childhood) and I really want to move past them. In the past few years I have turned to spirituality and meditation which has helped me tremendously!!
Last April, after losing 50+ pounds, I started dating a man who really liked me, and was extremely attractive! I really liked him, we started a relationship, and although there were red flags about some commitment issues, because they were not as BRIGHT red as past relationships, so I still moved forward. He cared about me, and showed me, he was there for me, and wanted to be a part of my life, but when push came to shove, he didn’t want the commitment that I wanted. Even though I knew it wasn’t my fault, this time, and even though I had evolved enough to realize that his fears had nothing to do with my self-worth.. my old friend, food came back into play. I gained 70 pounds since April of 2014. I know why I gained the weight, I wanted to “protect” myself from being hurt again. In the process of gaining weight, and in the process of losing hope that I will never lose weight and keep it off, I did some serious inner work. LOADS of self-reflection, and I am really grasping the concept of self-love (which is not coming easily…lol) I was working with my therapist on all of this, and truly feel like I am grasping these things and accepting myself with my flaws instead of constantly trying to be something that I am not. So we started talking about the next step, how can I get the outer me to match the inner me? She suggested that with all of my work over that I have done over the years, that I should consider weight loss surgery. I started doing research and I decided that at this point in my life, I think I would be mentally and emotionally ready for that kind of change. I think it would be a great tool for me to use so that I don’t turn to food for comfort, and I am forced to use the methods that I have been working on over the past few years. I want to take the first 18 months like I am a baby learning new ways to cope with life, and not relying on my “false friend”.
So that is where my journey started, since then I have found a surgeon and I am working on my preop requirements. I am hoping to get sleeved in May. I am definitely scared that I will fail, and I am scared of long term results, but I am ready to try. Being the size I am now, is not only hindering my confidence, but it is hard to move! Joint pain is real! And I am tired of not being able to run around all day without getting tired. I feel like a 50 year old woman at 34. I don’t want to worry about not being able to fit into a seat, or a booth. I don’t want worry about not fitting in an airplane seat. I don’t want to think about how I am a hop skip and a pound away from having diabetes. I don’t want to think about the fact that I may not be able to have children because of my size. I don’t want to worry about summer coming, and how I need to really lose 20 lbs before I will wear a dress. Or looking at all the clothes in my closet that range in sizes that do not fit me. I don’t want my life to revolve around food. I don’t want to worry that I will not have enough to eat. I don’t want my world to revolve around a number on the scale. I want to feel good about myself, and loosen, if not completely remove the shackles that are my weight. I am ready for this. I know it is going to be hard work, I am not afraid of working hard…. But I am afraid that if I keep gaining weight, I will never be able to lead the active life that I want. So this is it, this is my most drastic and final attempt at significant weight loss. I know I can do it! Here we go!