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Oh lord, where do I begin? At the beginning! I was born at 12:05 pm, just in time for lunch. This has been the running joke throughout my life, which I of course proved for many, many years. I was a heavy little girl, then grew taller and athletic. Still, as I "developed", dad told me I needed to lose weight. He's been on it for the last 30 years. But more importantly, I let him.
I look back at pictures from then, and I was actually "normal". I was normal! But I didn't think I was. And that began the 30 year war on food.
I've grown and grown and grown...I've done alot of spiritual growth, emotional work, and now, time to tackle the final obstacle.
I've had lots of "I'll lose weight when...", and they've all passed by. Now, my health has declined, and I'm actually still maintaining my highest weight ever. Time to admit I need help. Boy, do I hate asking for help...
But I'm in this for the long haul, and I am asking for help, from anyone who wants to chat. I need friends in this journey - drop me a line!
Blessings,
Chris :0)
