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This Buddy last logged in at 29-01-2008
Birthday: 17-09-1971
This is my story
I'm now 33, 5 foot 2 in height, and I need support. I have always been struggling with my weight but at this stage I do not recognise myself.
When I was growing up my parents assured me that I would loose my puppy fat. When it wouldn't shed, I was told that with such wide hips it would be hard but maybe in time it would go. In my teens I was so conscious about the pressure to be thin that I would happily crash diet - often not eating for days. I took the emptiness in my stomach as validation of my concave stomach - and I was unaware that this was probably doing me the worst damage ever - which might be the reason I am now the weight I am.
By the time I was 25 my weight was starting to rise, slowly but quite steadily. I was horrified when I reached 12 stone, and when I got engaged I decided enought was enough and I had to do something. I joined Weight Watchers and was delighted when I lost 7 pounds in the first week. I weighed everything and counted calories; when shopping I became obsessed with food labels. Coupled with dieting I crammed in walking and was delighted when on my wedding day in 1998 I reached 8.5 stone.
But the minute I stopped WW, the weight came back.
By 2001 I weighed 15 stone. I joined WW again. But this time despite following the programme to the letter, I did not loose a single pound. The instructor said I must not have been counting everything and she did not believe me that I was following it exactly. After months of trying on WW, I left because I was so upset by the lack of support and the money it was costing me. I was so mortified when a work colleague congratulated me on being pregnant - I dressed in drab clothes to hide my tummy.
At this point I must mention that I had a breakdown from work-related stress, so on top of trying to cope with my weight I was recovering from that too. The medicaiton I was on exacerbated my weight situation. At this stage my back started to become painful - essentially from carrying around weight. As a result I can barely walk 500m without having to sit to relieve the pressure.
I tried the methodology of WW again. I tried Atkins for months. I tried food combining. I tried being vegetarian. Nothing has worked.
Now I am 17.5 stone. I eat less than my husband, and he is struggling to put ON weight at a slim 10 stone. If fact he says he could not survive on the amount I eat. People assume I must stuff my face, but I can categorically say that I do not comfort eat. In fact, I am not intersted in food, and only eat breakfast and dinner because my husband makes it for me - he is a star*.
I am very concerned about my weight. My familly are concerned. My doctor is concerned - he had checked me for PCOS but it came back all clear - he is at his wits end.
I know being this heavy is bad for me, but most of all I am embarrassed.
I saw Anne on Tubridy Tonight, and am taking a chance in making contact. I don't know what to expect, but I am willing to try.
