I am posting this in a blog for the world to see outside of the forum I posted it in.

I am hoping these words help someone, anyone, move forward!


Why did I want to lose weight and start living a healthy life style?

It's funny. For years I have kept up researching about what I should be doing. How I should be doing it. Changing my habits to eating healthier. Then, I married my husband. He is the complete opposite of me when he eats. He likes everything plain, no veggies, meat, bread, potatoes and cheese. Everything I had put on a back burner so much.

I felt like I was sacrificing my health for him. It costs more to buy separate things plus I would always have the temptation of a snack cake or something.

I have always been a big girl since I hit puberty but the day I stepped on the scale in my bathroom and it said 289lbs. I knew I had to stop.

I was tired of being tired, having no energy, being called fat, my coworkers looking at me like I am lazy when I am not!, I was sick and tired of being cooped in my house.

I wanted to free myself from the prison that is my weight and just like any prison that encloses a person. I just have to either wait out my time, get the key, or break it. Well, I am breaking the damn thing. (Pardon my language) I started this journey 15 days ago and I am almost -14lbs.

I am exercising now. Of course it's slowly. I am creating habits and not just through exercise. I am eating healthy. Maintaining Calorie Count. Everything because I am DONE! I am DONE BEING THAT FAT GIRL who gets mistaken for someone that they think they know because I am a brunette and wear glasses, who is overlooked for outings to go do sales for my job, who sits at a freaking desk all day!

And, as more days pass by, I battle depression, anxiety and fear but I see a glimmer of hope filling me. Every day is another step toward becoming who I was meant to be.

I hope that I can encourage others and have others encourage me.

I keep thinking positive because I believe in positive thinking.

Let's do this Chickas!