Hi! so I have been posting like I have been here awhile and have made friends with alot of you and whined about various odds and ends.
I am Heather, 23, Daring, Funny, Overweight Insurance Agent!
Yea I know its a thrill to meet me right?
Anywho I figured I would share my story with you so everyone knows who they are talking too.
I am an Airforce brat who lived all over the place as a kid...down side, never made any real friends. My Parents divorced when I was 9 and that's when my love affair with food began. I never really liked FOOD, just the way I felt when I ate something, I like Bland and Boring food, my list of likes is shorter than my dislikes.
Anyway, I was always liked just enough by everyone, and got teased all the time about my weight or the funny hump at the top of my back, My father rasied me and I lived with him and my brother for a long time, and they enjoyed teaseing me about my weight. I alway's had the crush on good looking boy at school who always saw me as his best friend. (ugh)
So... I fell in love in High school with a boy who liked me back, we dated and he asked me to marry him, at 19 we moved in together, I started at 190 when we moved in together , as our relationship developed he explained to me that he would like me to gain weight , and well...I did by the end of things I was 270 and misreable and still 19 (thats a 80 weight gain in one year for you who are keeping count) , I ended our engagment because It was unhealthy for me, and I realized I wanted to be better not worse... Snice I have moved on an Married the man of my dreams,

He loves me skinny, fat, goofy or serious. I have tried many many diets and have made it to 240 at the lowest in the past 6 tries.
This year the doctors have titled me diabetic, with sleep apena, and Fatty Liver. So I made the leap to start speaking to a weight loss surgeon, After 6 months I completed a weight loss diet, and have my surgery date (for now at least) Deep down inside I keep thinking something is going to go wrong to keep me from having the surgery, or delay it forever! So far its been up and down and when I think YES it is going to happen , I get bad news...so I am working hard at following my doctors orders and hope all goes well. It seems after talking to some of you I am not alone in the feeling like I will always be unhealthy and fat, that some how cosmicly I am not meant to be healthy or content in my own skin. I am glad to know many of you have had your surgery and are doing well, all these things have kept me grounded over the past week and a half, thanks for being such wonderful people.