So, most of my family and friends are excited for me.... but then there are those few that are constantly reminding me what can go wrong. . How hard it will be.. oh you'll have flabby skin.. your boobs will be thin and hang to your waist.. it's okay to cheat a little on your liquid diet, what if you lose weight and you arent pretty anymore.. ect ect.

Yet, people at my work that know are sooo supportive! A few even offered to do a form of liquid diet during the day to support me at work. A bunch even offered to skip the ice cream social my work is having Monday... although I told them thank you but no.. it feels good to have their support.

It's so weird to me that those that know my struggles aren't more supportive. My close family and best friend are really supportive.. but the others... I just don't get it. I'm already nervous enough..

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Yes there are always a few friends or family members that find it necessary to give you all the cons of this surgery without ever mentioning the pros.

I honestly ignore them and have since the beginning. I just don't let their negativity get to me. I hit goal in March and some of those naysayers are waiting for me to gain all my weight back now.

Now I listen to "you are way to thin, are you sure you are not anorexic now?" I just tune them out and really don't give them the time of day.

You do you and don't worry about them. Stay focused on why you chose to do this in the first place. Keep your eye on the prize whatever that might be.

If most of your family, friends and co-workers are supportive, your scorecard looks quite nice. It's unrealistic to expect the immediate world to cheer. You'll probably be a lot happier if you go about your own business and forget the ones who say stupid or negative things. There's no need to discuss anything further with them. Even with good support, you really are the only one who'll be doing the work.

I've had friends and family actively try to discourage me from this as soon as I started considering it.

I had to convince them all and ultimately it was my decision - not theirs. They weren't the ones jabbing themselves with 5 needles a day. They weren't the ones who broke down crying after no longer being able to fit on their favorite roller coaster. They weren't the ones who were always self-conscious that someone was always staring, judging for their life choices. They weren't the ones who were worried that they would end up like their oldest aunt - dead of a heart attack at the age of 42.

I am glad I made my decision. I see an immensely bright future for myself and taking this huge step was probably the best thing I've done in my life, well, after meeting and marrying my husband.

Edited July 10, 201610 yr by Moogle