My Reasons for Choosing WLS
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This site is created out of my need to let the world know about WLS (weight loss surgery). Follow me on my personal journey and get into my head and my heart as I tell my story.
In the beginning, God created ME! Guess what, a bouncing baby girl. My Mom and Dad were good to me, well actually too good. As far back as I can remember, I was pleasingly plump. My first recollection of being this way was when I was about 5. That's what I remember so well. I see pictures of me then and just think, Wow, is that how it started? What is it about me and my genes to make me big? It seems weird, but it felt normal at the time.
As time went on, I didn't even realize that I was bigger than the other kids. I just felt normal. Of course the harassment started when I started school. This is the reality check for most chubby kids. I remember kindergarten being fun for the most part, but my first memories of being teased was in first grade. I don't think that bothered me too much, but as time went on and I got older, I realized that even though I THOUGHT I was normal, I was not. I remember an incident in 6th grade when I was starting to develop more so than the THIN girls, and one of the boys was trying to look down my top. He made a comment about how fatties get boobies better. UNREAL. I was feeling so good that day, I had a really nice top on and feeling like I looked so good and he took that away from me. It totally sucked.
After that I tried to fit in, and I did for the most part. I refused to let my bigness get in my way. I played volleyball, I was a cheerleader, I wore mini skirts, but one thing I didn't realize was that when it came time for high school, things would change dramatically. I do remember about the time I was in 7th grade. I liked this one boy and he was a year older than me. I was so crazy that I thought he might like me. OH BOY, was I in for a reality check. He used to ride down my block on his bike with his friends and like a dummy I thought it was for me. He knew I liked him. I sat on my front porch everyday after school and waited for them to come by. Well lo and behold one day I walked out of my house and there he was in front of my house. I was so nervous. Then all of a sudden, one of his friends said HEY FAT ASS, and I just about died. I ignored them and then to make matters worse, the girl that lived across the street came out of her house, went right up to HIM and kissed him smack on the lips. The other boys left and the two of them proceeded to make out on her porch for about an hour. I went in the house and just about died. After that, I went on my first diet.
My Mom had always had a weight problem, so she was constantly on a diet of some sort. I talked to her about it and we went on the cider vinegar diet together. OH MY GOD! That was the most horrific stuff I had ever tasted. I did it, cause if it meant I would not be big any more it was more than worth it. Well, that didn't last too long. I may have lost about 10 pounds or so, I just couldn't do it. I started to hide and eat so my Mom wouldn't know I was not on the diet anymore. I felt like such crap for doing that, but I couldn't help it. It was about this time that I first joined TOPS. That was cool, I was able to eat more normal foods and was able to cheat on Thursdays so it worked a bit for me. I did lose some and maintained my weight as I did get a bit taller. I was about 200 when I graduated from grammer school and I was pretty tall. I didn't look too bad, just a bit bigger than the rest.
It was about this time that I came to realize that BOYS were quite interesting. My crush on that other boy was one thing, but now I was truly having some feelings. The day of my eighth grade picnic, I was asked out by a neighbor boy that lived 2 houses away from ours. I was so excited. I really liked him and obviously he liked me too. It was like a dream. When I went home to let my parents know, they wigged out. Bobby had given me his hat as a token I guess and my Dad made me give it back to him and tell him I could not go out with him. I was devastated. Needless to say, it was POOR ME and I began to eat! I somehow hoped that I could sneak going out with Bobby, but to no avail. Once I said NO, he found someone to say YES, and he ended up marrying her. Lucky me huh?
So on to High School. I was pretty much maintaining my weight, but I was most definitely bigger than the popular girls. This caused me to FIND myself. I delved into the hard rock scene, concerts, parties, flannel shirts and concert t-shirts. This is where I was the happiest. Different not only because of my weight, but because of my lifestyle and it was more readily accepted. By the way, I am still like that but the jeans and concert t-shirts don't fit anymore! I have a pair of jeans and a Harley shirt hanging in my room as an incentive! Anyway, I enjoyed High School. I had a few boyfriends, nothing too serious. They always left, the usual story, but all in all it was good. I didn't go to any proms, I was too cool for that. For my senior prom I went to a Foghat concert. What a way to go! It was fun though! Rock ON!
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