Man, I feel like I have done this 100 times! I'm 29 and I have been struggling with my weight my entire life. As a kid (under 10) friends would jokingly ask if I was pregnant because I had little chicken legs and a pot belly. It wasn't until my Junior year of high school when I joined the track team and dropped 45 pounds in 3 months, down to 125! That was the lowest I weighed and I was still self conscious. As an adult, my weight has gotten out of hand and I have hit a wall, both emotionally and physically. There isn't a day that goes by when I don't question my fiancé’s sanity, why would he be with me? He should run for the hills!! Yet he still loves me and I'm grateful!
I should be so happy, I am marrying the man of my dreams in one year and all I can think about is how fat I'm going to look. I can't even think of trying on dresses, that day will be the worst! However, I'm going to put all that behind me and do everything I can to be healthy again. The only one stopping me is myself, here's to a new beginning...