When I was 21 I developed bleeding ulcers - I was put on the then-prescribed diet - of lots of milk and ice cream. Never being one to do things part way I followed it and in just about 5 weeks my stomach had stopped bothering me but I put on 30 pounds - I'd never had this sort of problem so I slipped into depression - and stayed there for awhile, eventually "eating my way out" and ending up at 230 - almost twice my previous weight. I was 5'7" and solid so I was "still able to wear a 16" so I thought - not so bad - until someone snapped a picture. I didn't know where to begin. I went to an organization called TOPS - and their advice. Set 20# goals and once you lose the 20 keep it off for 6 months. Then begin to lose another 20# and so on. It took forever but I got back down to 130 and stayed there for a very long time. Fast forward to 2015 - we move X-C and I spend 8 weeks in a hotel looking for housing in a very expensive market. We eat and drink all the wrong things and tho' we are always busy we are not exercising. We finally move into a rental and I find Spark People - and once again I set interim goals. I dropped 10# the first 2 months and that was over the Thanksgiving and Christmas Holidays - another 5# in January - but then came brain surgery and a few complications with wound closure - held steady but no exercise and no loss. In May, June and July I dropped the other 5 to hit 140. The difference now is that I'm much older (68) and shorter (5'4") and whereas before I wore a comfortable size 4 now I wear a tighter one so I'm plugging away at the last 10# - it's only about .25# a week - but I keep at it. I also had another head surgery last month which again slowed me down. But I'm back. Making a commitment to 10 (or 20) pounds at a time makes the situation seem less hopeless - it's still a commitment, but it's an easier one to meet. Give it a try. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.