What's your fat story?

1) What is the story of how you became overweight?

2) If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on? How did you/family/friends react?

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).

I'll go first;

1) Overweight my whole life. Didn't know it until I started to get picked on at about eight. Pounds just grew throught with me.

2) Not a suddent gain but most people treat me normal. I guess if I lost a bunch of weight I could tell the difference if there is any. Family members either didn't comment on my weight or made fun of me for it. Friends regarded me as "the fat friend", one to be used and abused. They are gone now :D

3) Lowest: Hitting my all time high and feeling my "spare tire" sit on my lap when I sit.

Highest: Few years ago I lost a chunk of weight and 199 lbs on the scale. I can't remember when my weight began with a one.  I was also maintaining a healhty lifestyle and for the first time enjoying dating. Also, I applied for a Plus Model audition.

1) My dad used to tell me to lose weight... I can remember him doing it since I was 10 or so. I was not overweight back then at all but I took his comments to heart. In middle school I had terrible eating habits... I'd eat hardly anything during the day and binge at night. I wasn't fat but I wasn't thin. But I had a terrible relationship with food, which only got worse once I got my license junior year. Suddenly I could buy anything I wanted, junk or not. I was a very private eater, which is why I never bought thi s stuff before when I could only eat food my mom got when grocery shopping or when she took me. I'd get food like chips and salsa that I could stash and eat in my room without my parents or sister seeing. I gained 20 lbs in a year, then another 15 or so by the middle of my freshman year of college, because I was eating so much stuff that had previously been off-limits to me.

2) I really didn't notice because I had always been convinced that I was "fat" even back when I wasn't. I had convinced myself that it was impossible for me to lose weight, because even while I was doing sports, I was gaining. I didn't consider the fact that I was just eating more than I was burning. Nobody else ever commented on it. My dad even stopped saying anything. Sometimes my mom would mention things like "Oh, our family should start eating healthier together!" but whenever that happened I would shut her out and eat more, because like I said, I was convinced nothing would help. My sister lost weight and I was insanely jealous so I ate even more. I was terrified that if we ate healthier my mom would lose too and I'd still look awful.

3) My low: The moment I realized I had to change my habits. I was hanging out with a bunch of people, including the guy I had a crush on, in my college cafeteria, and we ran into my roommate. When she was gone, he couldn't stop talking about her and how amazing her BODY was. I was almost shaking, I was so mad. Not at him (which, looking back, I should have been because he was so superficial), but at MYSELF for not looking one bit like her. The next day I started a journal of all the food I ate. And I tried to keep the calorie count as low as possible. I tried to fast for a day but I couldn't sleep that night because I was so hungry, so I ate a granola bar. I kept that journal for a week, and I think my high calorie day was somewhere around 850 calories. But SO luckily for me, I looked up the calories in something I'd eaten at the cafeteria online, and I found this website. I decided letting a website count for me would be better than counting them myself in a journal so I used it, and found all the tools. They saved me from anorexia, I think. But that was definitely my low point.

High: These past few weeks. My confidence has shot up. I hung out with two different friends who pointed out guys that checked me out, and now I've started noticing that myself, which I never used to do because... well, they never did used to check me out. And I never looked for it because I had convinced myself nobody could possibly find me attractive. But now I notice it and it makes me feel good about myself. This leads up to my real high... my friend and I were walking down the street, me unshowered and her in her PAJAMAS, and two cute guys passed us and asked us to go to coffee with them. We clearly declined but nothing like that has EVER happened to me before and it just made me so amazingly happy with myself.


ETA: Wow, sorry this is so long. Haha. Guess I had a lot to say?

I have always had a problem with my weight.  I've never maintained a "steady weight", it has always see-sawed up and down.  I was pushed as a child to lose weight... my mom suggested forcefully (she's a doctor) that i try fen-fen and all the "new" weightloss drus as they came out... including that one that makes you poo orange oil.

I also went to weight loss camp every smmer from age 12 to age 16... really not even to lose weight, but to go back among girls that were like me! I met some of my best friends and keep in touch with them to this day.

At age 14, I started to dapple with bulemia, usin it to manitain my weight, but not realizing i had a problem.  At 16, I started full blown bulemia, still nt realizing that i had a problem.. not until i started to throw up blood did i realize how bad it was getting, i still didn't stop until my now-husband told me that he wold leave me if i didn't seek help; so i did... the doctor told me that i ruined my esophogus, had several cavities, made my teeth permanately yellow, and made my self succeptable to health conditions for the rest of my life.

I had stomach pains really bad, didn't know what it was until one day at work i couldnt move becase i was in so much pain.. i had to have emergency gallbladder surgery.  bleh.

More recently, my weight escalated from 220 to 309 because I was pregnant  with a little boy and we lost him in utero at 7 1/2 months. Aside from the pregnancy weight, I was depressed and consoled myself with chocolate and McDonalds. 

My timeline for a year of my life went like this:

Got pregnant, lost baby, a month later had emergency gallbladder surgery, 2 months later got pregnant again.

I went up to 280, and then got pregnant again.  I should have ignored the cravings, but didn't. For most of my pregnancy I ate fast food and avocados, I never exersised, partly -okay, mostly- because I was very lazy, partly because I was so scared that I would do something to hurt the baby and my weight went up to 309 pounds even after being diagnosed with gestational diabetes.  (My daughter was 7 pounds 4 ounces; after I had her, I was down to 290 immediately.) 

Now I'm trying to undo the damage I did to myself.  I want another child, but not until my weight is under control and I can guarantee that it will not suffer inside my body, and we can both be happy and healthy during the pregnancy.

Low: One day the baby was cryin in her crib and I was watching TV, laying on the couch... and  didn't want to get up, I was so lazy.  Hit me like a brick and I've been going to the gym and eating right ever since.

I was a bit pudgy until I turned 8 and I joined the swim team and slimmed down.  Was skinny up until I had 2 kids and just got lazy.  The lbs steadily came on at about 5 lbs a year so I was 130 when I got married and ended at 205 2 yrs ago and the dr told me I had to lose weight cuz I was borderline diabetic/ hypertensive and cholesterol was high.  I also knew I was fat when I got my arm stuck one day doing laundry and trying to turn my youngest daughters pant leg inside out.  Its pretty sad when your arm is fatter than a 14 yr olds thighs.

I did a fantastic diet and lost weight and decided to quit smoking after I lost the weight.  I lost 55 lbs and maintained that loss for several months then quit smoking.  I gained about 30 after that but have lost all but about 15 of those quit lbs and now I am finding it harder to lose these again.

My story:

I was one of the skinny kids my whole life. Actually, for years I was underweight, but obsessed over my fat self anyway. To ensure I stayed small, I skipped meals, ignored hunger pangs (mind over matter) and did fad diets and fasts.

At 24, I got pregnant. This was a learning curve for me like no other. I needed to learn to eat, not to ignore hunger pangs and to take care of myself and the new baby. It was some work, but I accomplished it.

This is where the story gets a bit tragic...

As a single mother, I felt ugly. I was on the shelf, would never date again and saw nothing attractive when I looked in the mirror. Since I was worthless, there was no point in watching what I ate, so I ate my way to mild obesity... but who cares, right? It's not like any man would ever want me again.

Eventually, I began to date and even found a really terrific relationship, where I am still happily doing what ever it is I do. He liked me as I was, didn't comment on the weight, and saw my mind as my most important trait. This worked for me because despite how much I had let myself go, I had never felt like my intellect had suffered. The fact that someone saw me as the brainy chick and didn't care that I was also the fat chick was just fine by me.

Years have been passing and my weight has been increasing. I kept telling myself I was only 20lbs overweight... then 25lbs overweight... and then 30... and eventually 35.

My wake-up call came from my daughter's father. He and I spoke on webcam for the first time. He hasn't changed. Actually, he's still dead gorgeous. That threw me.

And then I saw myself through his eyes... I used to be attractive AND smart. Now... I'm smart. I woke up during that single MSN convo and I realized I don't want to be unattractive and corpulent. I want to look in the mirror and see a babe staring back at me. I want to look at my image on MSN and see some semblance of the woman I used to be.

I floundered around for a period trying to figure out how one goes about shedding excess flab and eventually found my way here. CC works for me and the weight is coming off. By July, I'll be at the weight I want... and by gum I'm not going to lose the woman I was ever again.

So there it is... my ex did it for me. Who the heck wants to look worse than their ex?

1) What is the story of how you became overweight?

I was heavier all my life.


2) If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on? How did you/family/friends react?


The pounds came on a bit quicker in Junior High...Kid's are a bit cruel at that time. The worse weight gain came on during my last year of university and subsequent 2 years following. I was underemployed and felt worthless so I sat at home and ate. My family was always a bit cruel and callous about my weight (it's not as though they were slim either) and it got worse as the weight came. I reached my highest weight in 2004 at 265 lb. I remember running down the stairs one day and my belly slapping against my thighs...really bad day.

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).

Lowest moment was 2004. I had moved to Vancouver, the most active and healthy city in Canada...and I felt very much like an outcast at my highest weight ever. I was struggling to make ends meet after I had moved there and my apartment flooded leaving me with literally the clothes on my back and only a part time job. Shortly after a friend committed suicide and I swung into a depression.

In early 2005 I finally was sick of feeling so low and sought professional help. I began to examine the real reasons as to why I overate and why I was working so hard to keep the weight on. The changes came slowly after that, and they were baby steps but I think these are major life changes that I've made.

My high point so far was last weekend when I decided to buy new jeans because my old ones were far to big and made me look sloppy. I resisted going shopping since I began my weight loss because I feared disappointing myself. Low and behold, I sent the sales lady back to get me a smaller size not once, but twice. :)

By the way Catsy22. I have loved these last few posts you've done. It's great to get this out and gives everyone a chance to tell their story.

I was a skinny kid and very thin young adult.  I never weighed more than 110 pounds (I'm 5'4") until I had children.  My children are widely spaced.  With the first one I gained 40 pounds and it took a year for me to get it most of it off.  My weight stabilized at 125.  The second one I gained 60 pounds, took 2 years to lose most of it, and was 130 give or take 5 pounds.  The third one I gained 50 pounds and it took me nearly 5 years to return to 128. 

I was a nice size 10 (it would be a 6 these days) from age 30 until menopause.  I would gain weight sometimes, maybe 20 pounds, and could diet it off.  When I hit 50 years old, it got harder and harder to lose.  Every diet I went on, I'd lose about 15 pounds then stall.  I'd eat less and less and not lose.  Finally, I'd give up and gain all the weight back, plus 5 to 10 more pounds.  I got the attitude that I just couldn't lose weight, so why try. 

In the 1980s, I developed problems with a congenital heart defect. and was unable to be active.  That really added on the pounds, except when I was eating hospital food for weeks on end.  A heart operation to correct a defect fixed me up, but I was never able to be as active as before.  Then, 3 years ago, it got worse again and I had trouble walking even short distances.  The only thing good to come out of this, was the discovery that my arteries are clean as can be.

And that's how I ended up at age 64, 210 pounds.

The difference now is this - I'm not dieting!  I've simply made some changes to the way and the amount I eat, and, with good medical care, I've been able to resume exercising.  I am making changes I will be able to live with for the rest of my life - nothing temporary about it.  The other BIG difference is, that when I hit the inevetable plateau, I had my CC friends to advise me.  I did what they said and increased rather than decreased my intake, and began losing again.  Now I'm on a new plateau and my attitude is completely different.  I'm in this to improve my way of life, not just to lose weight.  If I stay this weight for a year, I'll still be ahead. 

1) What is the story of how you became overweight? 
Well I used to be fairly skinny, 5'6", 130 lbs, but always thought I was fat. In grade 11 I had some mental issues, including Sleep Paralysis and schizophrenia, and I was too stubborn to get help. I turned to food for comfort when I heard voices, and for energy as I was only sleeping a small amount. I finally went to the doctor in Grade 12, but no meds seemed to help. They just made me more tired and gave me intense cravings. I ballooned to 210 lbs in August.

2) If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on? How did you/family/friends react?
First, everyone was like "oh well, she's just getting older, puberty happens, metabolism slows down" but then after I reached 170 my parents really emphasized how important losing weight was, and it made me so upset I just ate more.

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight? Low: When I started hating myself so much I turned anorexic-like, and when I ate essentially anything more than an apple in a day I'd cut myself and tell myself how worthless and weak I was.
High: Last week, when I finally threw out my blade. I havent used it since I started CC and decided I didnt need my crutch anymore. Everyday gets brighter, it seems. I love myself now, and don't even recognise the person I used to be.

1.)  What is the story of how you became overweight?
Well, it kinda happened gradually for me, but long story short:  married a good cook who doesn't let me starve myself and had two kids in two years.

2.)  If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on?  How did you/family/friends react?
Hmmmm.  Well, I've always been kinda up and down.  As a small child I was a normal weight.  Then when I hit puberty I developed big boobs and put on a bit of weight.  I wasn't fat, but I really felt fat.  My sisters (who are skinny, BTW) constantly teased me and my Mom constantly tried to get me to diet.

I went to a very small school and in eighth grade they all started calling me a whale.  I was a complete wreck.  I basically stopped eating.

All through high school I barely ate -- maybe one meal a day.  I was pretty darn skinny, but I still didn't feel like it.  When I was 18 I met my first husband; we married two years later. 

At first he kept after me to eat.  He (rightly so) said that it wasn't healthy not to.  So, I ate.  And the pounds came on.  I think the highest I got was about 150 (I'm 5'1").  He was an abusive man and this just gave him more to abuse me over.  I remember one time I spent all of my Christmas money on a Reebok stepper and an exercise outfit.  He told me that I was never going to look like the girls in the video and I shouldn't bother.  He also told me not to wear the outfit because "some people just shouldn't wear spandex."  I exercised off and on, but never really lost the weight.

We divorced in 2000 and I was so upset I couldn't eat anything for days.  Then I just kept it up and fell back into the same ways that I had in high school.  I went all the way back down to 125 and looked fabulous!

The next year I met a really wonderful man who is just the most fabulous cook ever.  We married in 2002.  He was very concerned about how I didn't eat and would make sure that I did.  Plus he makes such sumptuous meals that I just never turned them down -- and still don't.  By the time we married, I was back up to 140.

I got pregnant for the first time in July of 2003.  It seemed like the minute I got pregnant I put on 10 pounds!  I lost the baby around 5 - 8 weeks, though.  I dropped the weight right away.  I got pregnant again very quickly and delivered my son in July of 2004.  I was 198 when I delivered -- ouch!!!

I lost quite a bit right away and was 172 when we came home.  I started working out and used MyFoodDiary.com to track my calories and exercise.  I got down to 155 and then found out I was pregnant again.  I stopped paying attention to what I ate and only walked on the treadmill a bit.  However, keeping up with my son really helped because I only gained 18 pounds.  I was 173 when I delivered my daughter in October 2005.

So, now my daughter is over a year old and I still have not lost the baby weight, which I guess is from my son.  What makes things harder to swallow is my sister-in-law.  She became pregnant at the same time as me and delivered her daughter two weeks after I had my daughter.  She gained 60 pounds and has taken it all off and then some.  I feel like such a fat slob next to her.  Oh, and there are my sisters who both had babies (one has daughters that are 11 months apart!) and don't even look like it.  They are still 5'4" and 110lbs soaking wet.

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).
I've had quite a few lows in my life, but right now is what I'm concerned about.  I feel lazy and slobbish and fat and disgusting.  I look at myself in the mirror and I can't believe my husband still wants me.  I am nowhere near being able to fit into the clothes I wore before I was pregnant.  I want to get motivated and get healthy and feel good about myself again.  I don't want to feel so ugly next to my sister-in-law and my sisters.  I don't want to feel like everyone is wondering what my husband sees in me.  I don't want my back to jiggle any more.  I don't want to be ashamed to wear shorts or a skirt.  I don't want to have to buy any more "fat clothes".

What is the story of how you became overweight?

one word...BABIES. i was a very thin person my whole young life, the day i graduated i was 116 lbs at 5'5". had my 1st baby at 19, got up to 180, lost most of it after she was born, got back down to 140. i was ok with that, after all, it was only 20 lbs. turned 21, discovered the bar, i struggled here and there a little, but i always managed to stay between 140-155. met my hubby, had another baby, got back up to 180, had her, got back down to 160, again..i was ok because, you guessed it, it was only 20 lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight, and besides...i'm never going to be 115 again....2 years later had a hankering for another baby, but this time it took a while to get pregnant, finally had her, had a ton of issues with that pregnancy(most weight related), topped the scale at 199 lbs the day before i delivered, and i was devastated. had her, got back down to 184..i was not happy with that!   If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on?  How did you/family/friends react?
ya know...looking back at it, i was in denial. i put on weight after i graduated, about 5-10 lbs. after having each of my daughters, i just attributed to having a baby. people didn't really say a whole lot about it, it was just baby fat, and i would lose it sooner or later. right before i got prego with my 3rd daughter, i was determined to lose some of the weight, i was 165, so i went out and bought a treadmill and started walking 2 miles a night. dropped 10 pounds within 2 weeks....then i got pregnant. granted we were trying, but still!!!! hahaa, but, seriously, i just refused to believe that i was fat, i mean.. i had never been fat, i couldn't be fat! i looked skinny at certine angles in the mirror..... yea, denial is a PIA!!!! i noticed that my asthma was worse, i noticed that i had no energy and that sitting on the couch with ben and jerry was more fun than trying to run around after the girls. i hated that. i was not going to be that mommy...   Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).
Lowest: man...there were many. I realized that people didn't look at me the same, i went from being an attracive person who dressed some what nice to wearing nothing but sweats. my absolute lowest was the day i went to buy my treadmil, was checking out, and the cashier looked at me and asked me when i was due...i wasn't even pregnant. i went home and cried. my next lowest was the day i realized that i was not only a plus size, but i was a plus size 18-20. i used to be a size 3. talk about culture shock. and my third lowest was the day i went to see my sister. she has always been the heavy one and i was always the thin one. well, shortly after my 3rd daughter was born, i went over there to drop off girl scout cookies, and my sister looked at me and said " wow...you got fat."( i am not close with my family at all, as far as i am concerned, i am an orphan) coming from someone who is 5'1" and weighs over 300 lbs, for her to say i was fat really hurt...and it wasn't a comment like, "wow..you've put on weight since the last time i have seen you" it was a " HAHAAH...YOU'RE JUST A FAT A$$ LIKE ME, HOW DOES IT FEEL???". that was my motivation right there...never to be like her. ok..one more lowest... i was at my mother in laws, and we were going through boxes of pictures, and i didn't recognize myself. i was fat, and it was there plain as day the progression in those pictures...that was another great motivator.   highest: so far, in this weight loss journey that i have been on. i got past my goal weight this past summer..my goal was 135, i was down to 133. granted, i have put some back on, thats why i am here. but i was soo happy to see that on the scale. my next happiest was when i was able to give all my "fat clothes" away. all gone, i had an excuse to go shopping. and i was a size 9!!!! and i could get into some 7's.... but the best is the response that i have gotten...the kids love the fact that mommy goes to the park with them when it is nice, and we play. my sister in law, who is a tiny lil thing, asks me for diet tips, and my hubby....well...'giggle... you know what i mean!  

Great topic catsey22.

I have been heavy for as far back as I can recall.  It was probably a self-esteem issue.  I never felt good enough or attractive enough as the thin girls (but I was always confident in my scholastic ability, which led me to be a bookworm and non-socialble).  I relied on food to buffer the pain--what an unhealthy and unnatural relationship.

My family has been quite supportive of my struggle with weight.  My husband's family, on the other hand, has not.  They are always commenting on my weight and how I have "let myself go" since the wedding. 

My lowest point has been (because I am still in the struggle) finding out my husband has been wooed by women at his workplace.  I had to go to an office holiday party with him, and I was totally embarrassed to meet some of these slim women who have been flirting with him.   It was a wake-up call and a turning point in my life.

My hope in knowing that this weight will be off soon is my high point.

No kids to blame my weight on. Just really good eating. LOL! I'm a great cook, and enjoy making good food and eating out. My weight just sorta kept inching up. I'm 5'9" though, so it spread out and camoflaged itself nicely.

Notice the pounds? Not really for the first several years. The pants sizes weren't go up THAT fast. Maybe one every third year or so. My family seems to take getting fat as something that happens, so no one to say Hey! Oddly, as I've lost the weight, I've had several people (granted all of them heavy people) say, "You look great now, but I didn't think you looked bad before."

The big Holy Crap came when the next pants size was gonna be in the "Women's" department and my weight was gonna be starting with a "2" instead of a "1".  Clothes didn't look nice. I didn't feel good mentally.

The best highs have been making my husband speechless with a new outfit, wearing size 6 pants (still amazed by this), and consistently racking up personal bests on my bike all summer. I feel great. :-)

1. I wasn't overweight all my life.  I was actually really thin as a child, and I got really tall really fast.  I was like a stringbean.  I never got above 75 pounds until I was in junior high.  Then puberty hit me like a friggin brick wall.  I gained 30 lbs in one school year and shot up to my now current height of 5' 4".  After that year I never grew vertically again.  I started feeling bad about myself right then.  I wasn't overweight yet or anything, but gaining that much weight and being in junior high was a lot of pressure.  I used to binge after school - all sweet stuff and a lot of it.  I could eat a whole box of tastykakes in 10 minutes and go raid the pantry for more.  I continued to put on weight slowly and graduated HS at 135 - still an ok weight.  Went to college and gained another 15 lbs my first year and couldn't take it off.  I had an anorexic roommate my sophomore year and I remember trying to see if I could eat less than she did.  I always failed.  I got depressed but refused to take medication.  I nearly failed out of school 3 times.  One year I just skipped my finals...just didn't go.  I drank heavily all the time.  Took a semester off to get "straightened out" just before senior year.  I had a great job and I was exercising and eating healthily.  I dropped down to 120 lbs.  I was so happy.  Then I met a guy who was very posessive and physically/sexually/emotionally abusive.  Once he slammed the back of my head into the floor and put me out of work for 6 weeks with a back injury.  I still have a crooked pelvis and spine and have chronic back pain.  I got pregnant and decided to terminate the pregnancy because I didn't feel like I could handle the abuse with a child.  After that I got so depressed and just didn't care.  I ate all the time.  Whenever I was sad (often), I would buy a pint of Ben and Jerry's and curl up with it and watch a movie.  I actually got engaged to this guy.  We were together for 2 1/2 years.  He was always trying to feed me too.  Whenever I tried to lose weight or exercise or even wear makeup he would get really angry and accuse me of cheating on him and ask me who I was trying to impress.  I got called all the lovely names in the book.  I didn't have any friends anymore.  I went up to nearly 160 and after that I just stopped weighing myself.  I probably got higher.  I know that might not seem like a lot of weight, but I'm short with a really small frame and it seemed like a lot to me and I really hated how I felt.

It wasn't until I finally left him that I lost the weight.  I decided to try veganism, took up yoga and pilates, and I went down to 120 lbs again.  I'm here because I dislocated my knee on September 4th and gained about 16 lbs while injured.  I seem to gain really easily unless I'm vigilant about what I eat and I exercise every day.  I've taken off 8 of those lbs since starting CC and I'm trying to get them all off.

2. My dad's family never said anything about my weight (they're the "you're too skinny" type of people - which is weird, because none of them are overweight) but my mom's family were @#$holes.  My step-grandmother made a comment after I gained my first set of "college weight" saying "What happened?  You used to be so skinny!"  My step-dad also felt the need to tell me that I was "starting to look kind of chubby" when I was getting close to my highest weight.

3. Lowest point - engaged to an abusive guy, no friends, feeling that I looked fat and ugly.  Not wanting to leave him because who would want me anyway? 

Highest - probably right now.  I'm not at my lowest weight or anything but I feel good about myself.  I like what I see when I look in the mirror.  I actually mastered a yoga pose last week that I've been working on for 2 years and that felt amazing.  I'm really glad I found this site too.  Everyone here is really open and non-judgemental. Even though we all come from different places and have different goals, everyone is supportive of each other.  I really like that.

Sorry that was so long. 

1) What is the story of how you became overweight?

Was skinny as a young child till I was in foster care where my foster mother cooked everything in 1/4 cut of margarine. when I was 5 I was about a hundred pounds. Then I was adopted onto a farm at age 7 and was about 115. Always battled with a thick layer of chubbiness till I went to mexico for mission work, at age 12 lost all the chubbyness and became slim and gorgeous. (still thought I was fat) high school 135 5'7 healthy and muscular farm girl, thought I was fat, began to starve myself ( trendy at the school) Then left home at 14 and continued on the pattern, 114 shortly later, kept that weight till I became pregnant with first son, then I ate healthy and went to 230- had a rare condition called toxoplasmosis ( from cat litter?) and then I went down to 180 , lost son and begane to drink, went to 150 begane drugs, went down to 115 again, got into a abusive relationship went back up to 180 .pregnant again with second. determined to stay healthy and not be on bed rest and have a better labour.
2) If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on? How did you/family/friends react?

When i was skinny after doing drugs, I got together with a great guy so I thought at the time, he was a heavy alcoholic, and I wanted to quit doing exstacy, but It was hard when my partner was heavier into these things, I went up to 188 heavier then he was. His mother told me the next time she saw me (wow you sure are a big girl! what happend?) Man did that ever hurt, I was so small when she met me! - plus she is a esthetician!

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).  My lowest moment was feeling all puffed up and having to buy size 15 pants instead of the size 7 as usual.. I couldn't control my eating, I thought I was eating healthy, but I was eating too much!  my lowest moment was when I went to a store and they only sold up to size 13...... Highest moment, when i found Christ and lost all that weight! in 6 weeks, then on top of it all, now am pregnant with a beautiful baby boy, at a healthy weight and my abusive ex, he is a great friend, who also found Christ and has been alcohol drug free for 10 months! Praise God!

) What is the story of how you became overweight?

Back in 2004, I put my weight on when I became a full time employee at Michaels.  There were so many nice ladies that would bring in treats everyday.  I never had a problem with weight before so I just ate whatever I wanted.

2) If you weren't overweight your whole life, did you notice the pounds coming on? How did you/family/friends react?
  

I didn't notice the pounds until I just so happened to step on the scale one day and it read 199!  I expected it to say 150 or so.  I couldn't believe it.  I went on a calorie count diet immediately, and lost the 50 pounds.  I did stop counting and gained about 30 pounds back, that is why I'm counting again.  My family did not say anything at all when I originally put on the weight.  They were very happy for me when I lost it though, and they did warn me that I recently started to put it back on.

3) Please share your lowest and highest moments regarding weight (like being picked on/negative comments to losing 50 lbs/fitting in cloths, etc.).

The worst part of being overweight for me is going shopping for clothes.  I am in between a size 14 and 12 right now.  I saw a big sign in a store the other day that said "Plus size 14-26".  I though oh my goodness, I'm in plus size.  That sign really was like a neon sign flashing "you're fat".  The best part of losing weight was fitting into those size 8 jeans about a year ago.  I still have them and i plan to wear them again.

  1) I was an overweight child who was constantly picked on. School was nightmarish. I finally lost weight when I was fourteen and was quite thin until I was twenty-one. I was sort of disillusioned after I lost all the weight...my problems were still pretty much the same, (I still was teased a lot at school...everyone was used to doing it to me by then and I didn't know how to stand up for myself) and I had fantasized that my life would completely change. From the age of twenty-one on, I gradually began putting the pounds back on, from the time I had a bad break-up at twenty. Then my father got sick with cancer, and during the whole time he was sick and after he died,  I used food to cope.

2) Yes, I noticed the pounds coming on. I had to keep buying a bigger size. I was in total denial though. People always told me that I never look my weight (I still get told that) and so I told myself it was okay. I remember reflecting at some point that my pain was visible to the entire world. My mother, father (when he was living), and younger sister (who is morbidly obese, ironically) all commented on my weight gain. I work in a nursing home, and the residents constantly comment on my weight. A day when I don't get a negative comment about my weight is a banner day. Co-workers also have made some unkind remarks, or meddled, telling me I shouldn't eat something, etc.  Because of that I'm very sensitive about food...I HATE when someone comments on what I'm eating, even if it's a compliment...I feel like I'm being watched.

3) Lowest: The man I love telling me he couldn't find me attractive at my current weight. He wasn't a jerk about it...he said things like, he hated to see my "do this to myself" and talked about how beautiful I once was and it killed him to see me this way. This happened about a month ago.

4) Highest: A few days ago, I was bring a resident back to her room. She is one of the residents who always makes nasty comments about my weight. She said to me, "You've lost quite a bit of weight, haven't you?"