angelface811
My weight gain began when I was being molested by a family member over the span of a few years. I did not tell my parents until I was 16 years old. In order to keep my weight in check I had to remain very active. I was a dancer for many years. I love to dance. I married my high school sweetheart and on our anniversary I witnessed his death in an automobile accident. You see I was following just a few cars behind. Emergency workers couldn't believe I was his wife. That very night I moved back home with my parents. Major depression and weight gain ensued. But I sought out help from my pastor, medical professionals, and changed my eating habits.
I was blessed to find love again. My husband is the most understanding person I know. I got pregnant and a beautiful baby boy came into our lives. Instead of feeling joy I experienced severe depression. I didn't know that the PTSD I had as a result of my first husband's accident put me at a much higher risk for this to occur. But I wouldn't have traded my son for anything. I felt such incredible guilt and on came the weight. I reached 302 pounds. I again sought out professional help and was determined that this would not devour me. As a result of the weight gain I developed high blood pressure, diabetes, sleep apnea, and already had a torn right hip all by age 35. I lost 50 pounds before having surgery while going through a 6 month pre-operative program. I began as a size 26 and now wear a 4/6 which I never thought I would be. I have maintained this weight loss for a year and a half as it took me a year to get there. I have become very active in the bariatric program at the university and am passionate about helping others. My son is now in high school, my husband is amazing and I have a great support system which includes a wonderful therapist. But I give all of the glory to God as he has given me a strong testimony so that I might help others in any way I can. I like to bring the hope that exists no matter how dire the situation.