The first diet I went on was in 6th grade when my parents bought me weight watchers. A boy in my class had began to call me heifer and moo at me so my parents let me join weight watchers. I don't remember how that went, but I do know that once I got to junior high I was still chunky because I was then called "jelly donut". In high school I started doing medifast where I lost a significant amount of weight. My friends took notice, boys took notice, and I felt fabulous. I remember feeling so skinny at around 140 pounds. High school came and went, college came and went, I got married, had a baby, and here I am still overweight.
I really wanted someone to blame - I really wanted to have an "excuse" for being fat, but the truth is this is my fault! This is the result of me not loving myself enough to take care of my body. This is a result of pure laziness. One of the doctors on the show said that having one parent who suffers from obesity increases your child's risk of being overweight by 50%. I must change this! I have to change her family tree.
Today I'm owning that being over weight is my fault. I got myself this way and only I can change that. Here's to it ALMOST being the weekend and another fresh start!!