Life on arse.

This is not my first attempt to lose weight, you name it I’ve done it! Numerous weight loss programs, tablets to reduce fat absorption, tablets to increase metabolism, prescription drugs, gyms, social sport, aquasize, diet shakes, etc the list goes on and on and here I am worse than ever and at my heaviest.

I guess I should share with you a brief summary of how I came to be here, my life thus far. I’m sure as we get to know each other I’ll find time to fill you in on many personal anecdotes, but for now here’s the short version.

I used to dance calisthenics, ballet, and ballroom. I performed in local theatre companies too, but then started putting on weight as a young teen and my mum and dad tried to take the tough love approach and were at times pretty hard on me in their efforts to help - I'm the eldest of 5 girls and the only one who’s been really overweight. I'm a rather large number on the scales whereas in a quick comparison, my sisters all weigh close to half my number.  My parents meant well, we are a very close and loving family, but I do remember times like when on our way home from school, I was dropped k’s from home and I had to walk the rest of the way as I watched the rest of the family drive off. I was served different meals sometimes and desert was not allowed. This led to secretly eating food when I was home alone in anticipation of being deprived later. Unfortunately I started this habit at around 13 years of age and still find myself eating secretively in my car or pre-eating before meals so it looks like I don’t eat so much when I can’t avoid eating in front of others.

Some of the bullying in my teens was pretty hard to take but I'm sure others had much worse. It was all the usual taunts, rotten food thrown at me even my hair set alight at one point, but through all this I had good friends and tried to make the most of everything else.

Anyway after a few blunders in the “what will I be when I grow up” phase of my life I ended up at university studying teaching. Eeek school wasn’t great the first time round and now I’ve gone back for more. Every placement I would have at least one kid ask if I was pregnant or say something that made me, a grown woman, later break down in tears once I got home (or the car park if I couldn’t make it). I’ve just finished uni now so this couldn't be a better time for me to refocus and start a fresh new chapter in my life.

Later Taters xxx