calmash
Hi, my story is that dad left when I was 5, very confused and sad, he only saw my sister and I maybe 5 times when we were young, and basically was estranged. I remembering very vividly using food at that time to comfort me, and being that my heritage is french, and we lived with my mom and grandmother born and raised in France, food was always a part of our household, and you never wasted it. For my grandmother, being from the depression age, if you ate everything on your plate, you were a good little girl. I always wanted to be the good girl, so I ate to make her happy, I ate to not feel the pain of my dad not loving us enough, and so on. My entire life I struggled, through the school years I was teased, I hid my body with whatever clothing would work. As I got older, I learned how to exercise, and became more social, so was overweight, but not obese. I met a wonderful guy who loved me even a bit thick and we have been together almost 26 years, married 23. He has never said a mean word about my weight, and always told me that I was beautiful, even after getting really big. I had my kids who are now 19 and 16, and in the last 16 years had put on 130 lbs., why no clue. I am a compulsive over eater, but I never ate fast food, or ice cream or cookies, or cake, just wasn't my thing, but I could overeat protein, I could overeat a salad. Actually healthier snack were my downfall. So after many years of trying to lose weight, and having no success and just turning 51, i made the decision to go this route with the Gastric Sleeve. For anyone who says this is the easy way out, I would say NO WAY. I don't regret my surgery, but is by no means easy, but I this was my choice, and now I get to reap the benefits, as well as deal with the hardships that go with it.