Diannes story
Good Morning to you all.
I am so pleased to see other people sharing there stoires I thought I hope you dont mind me sharing mine with you all?
I am now 48 and for years have had a weight issue which I think started when I was 6. so here goes this is my story upto the the band being fitted 3 weeks ago.
When I 6years old I remember standing up in school asking not to go home again. My mother used to beat me and my brother balck and blue with a wet dogs lead which she soaked all day in a bowl of water, as we came home from school she used to wait behind the front door and whip out legs until the bled... I couldnt take it anymore and the social services were called and I was taken away and placed in a boarding school run by social services.
From that day the food issue was there. The school was strick and what you took you ate. I thought the beans in the pot for tea were heinz and took a huge portion? they were not all the food in the school was organic and these beans were awful... to this day I still remember the taste and it makes me feel sick. I was made to sit for 6 hours on a hard chair until I had ate everyone of them as I had taken them???? I was 6 years old and that day has always remained with me. From then on I was careful what I took and this led to me not eating enough and afraid to take anything I had not tried before. ( I think this was the start of my food interest and demise)
The school was run like a prison and in the 10 years I was there I never once had a visit from my family and they decided they would dis-own me from then on and still have nothing to do with me today. My mother used to lock me in a downstairs cupboard from and early day and refuse me food and for years I was given help at the school for nightmares and still have them now I am so afraid of small spaces even today.
Life did improve when I met my husband dave... I went on to have 2 boys who today are a credit to me and I love them dearly. Gary is 28 and a teacher , robert is 27 and works on the raliways. I swore if I have children I will love them in a way I desired to be loved as a child and I have done that and feel proud I was able to give them what I never had. (LOVE)
My first marriage lasted 10 years then my husband met another lady and left me with 2 small boys.. we have remained friends and he was a good father to them and we still chat regular and share things about the boys. But in that marriage things started to become a problem with my weight I went from 8 st when we first met in 1974 to 20stone in 3 years.... he hated me being over weight but I couldnt stop eating even then. He was not understanding in any way and at times would call me names thinking it would spur me on to loose the weight. It did the opposite which he realises today.
After he left I thought to hell with it he does not want me so no one will and I continued to eat until I felt sick one day. I do not know what turned me around but I though enough is enough..... I then started a diet with slimming world lost 6 stone in 7 months and then got fed up and started eating again. Then 8 months later started weight watchers and lost another 7 stone, then got fed up with that so it was a complete let down from the start. I joined lighter life and lost 3 stone in 4 weeks with that diet but felt so ill I couldnt keep that up either.
I then met a wonderful man called peter... he was introduced to me on a blind date and we hit it off straight away, despite me being 18st he loved me and 6 weeks after we met he proposed to me in a local park. I was blissfully happy and in love and felt for the first time accepted for who I was. we got married on christmas eve and had a wonderful christmas and the boys were so happy with the new man in their lifes. Then on new years eve peter had a fit and was taken into hospital. He was told he would need a scan which he had in the 2nd January 1996. We were shocked to hear he had a brain tumour and would need surgery. He had this done after radiotherpy and the tumour had shrunk. During the operation he had a massive stroke and was left in a bad way but we both thought at least he is alive. I nursed peter for 3 weeks then he had another major fit and was taken back into hospital were we were both told they could do no more for him he had about 6 months left to live. (we both sat and cried in each others arms) we had only just found each other and couldnt believe life was going to be that cruel to us.
Peter needed constant care which I did for 3 months until in the end I was to tired to carry on with. He hated going into the hospice but I asked my ex hibby to have the boys and I stayed with peter in the hospice. We did share a few happy times togther and the nurses bought our wedding anniversary forward for us. peter died in my arms on december the 2nd (my sons Birthday) he didnt make it to our first wedding anniversary which was a shame but he was so poorly. I miss Peter everyday and even though it will be 11 years this year I think of him every day he was 26 when he died no age for a man who had so much love to give.
I started eating again and gained so much weight I couldnt even go out I felt so ashamed of myself?
Then I thought this is not making me happy so I started with a friend slimming pills. WOW I thought this is great I lost 12st in a year, I was like a demon had mood swings and hated being in the house and even upset my friends by telling them they should get slim it will make them happy, (I do not remember telling them that) but in the end I cracked from the pills and had a breakdown and was told I had been taking 3 times the dose allowed to loose weight in other words I became addicted to them. That was 5 years ago.
I then had a tummy tuck to get rid of the excess skin on my tummy. I have since gained 8 stone so thats a complete waste of time now.
That is a little about my life now.
I hope you are all still awake lol
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