What was your breaking point?

My breaking point was when both of my parents were diagnosed with diabetes. My Sister was first to be diagnosed, then my Dad, and then my Mom. I knew that the path I was taking wasn't good for me, so I made a decision to loose the weight. And I look good!!!! And hot too!!!!!

Diabetes
Heart attacks
352 pounds at 22...

None of that did it for me.
When I left my partner because I thought I was ugly...I started dropping really fast. Granted I've been trying my whole life....

But that was the breaking point, where I felt so bad about myself I didn't even think I deserved to be happy.
Now I'm 215!

My health started declining real fast after my mom's passing so when they said lose weight or lose your liver, I knew it was time

seeing myself naked in the mirror! ugh!

I’ve been overweight off and on since I was a young kid, and lost substantial weight several times and it’s always something different…in middle school it was after a doctor told me to drop weight to fight my asthma, in high school it was joining the theatre troupe and realizing I would have to change in front of other cast members and be seen on stage under harsh unforgiving lights.

The last breaking point that led me to my unhealthy diet earlier in ’12 was a combination of things as always – I’d become so depressed I rarely left the house, my biggest clothes were snug and I had a closet full I could no longer wear, I’d alienated friends to the point they no longer even called, I avoided mirrors and cameras and even snuck my mom’s camera away after vacations and events to delete any picture of myself. However, I remember the real break sort of came after just one meal, even with all that other stuff. I was at one of those Chinese buffet restaurants with my mother, and after eating until my stomach was sick I just remember that one meal made me feel bad about myself the rest of the day. I was thinking, you already can’t fit in your clothes and are thinking of skipping a close friend’s wedding so you won’t have to be seen, why are you eating like this? Thus the next day my diet began. Of course back then it wasn’t with MFP and I fell into this downward spiral of restricting heavily and working out too much. I dropped over 60 pounds….but I know I was damaging my body.

SO, the breaking point for me to get off that crazy extreme diet and be ‘healthy’ was having chest pain. It turned out to be nothing, and I was just overreacting….but it made me aware that if I continued being bad to my body I could very well be leading to a heart attack, losing my hair, weakening my teeth, and many other bad things. I joined MFP because I didn’t want to gain the weight back, in fact still have a few more pounds I want gone….but I want to do it the healthy way and ensure I’m okay and can maintain the weight. Still working on getting my calorie intake where it needs to be and giving myself exercise rest now and then….but MFP has been a great tool in keeping me accountable…and it’s showed me I can still lose weight without going crazy : ) I’ve lost 3 more pounds since I’ve been here, showing me I can still do it while trying to be good to myself!

Mine started with being called in for jury duty. Something very simple, very bland. Except none of my nicer dress clothes really fit, and those that did tended to bulge horrendously. Then there was the fact that I had to go upstairs, and by the time I got into the courtroom with everyone else, I was gasping and wheezing. Just from going up a flight of stairs. I was utterly humiliated that I was red-faced, and not from being ashamed of my weight, but because I was so very out of shape.

So I got on the scale to see how far along I was in weight. There it read 280. That was it for me. I was NOT going to be a 30+ year old and live my life at 300+ lbs. It was humiliating enough that I was the largest woman in all of my family photos. Disgusting that I would go to my book club and other places and I would avoid people, even then, because I felt so self conscious. Then I read in my local newspaper about a woman who was my size. She just got up off the couch one day, nearly 300 lbs, and decided to walk. She didn't want a heart attack, didn't want diabetes. And darnit, I didn't either, knowing that both heart problems and diabetes run in my family.

I started at the end of January and I've already lost 23 lbs. I am NOT stopping until I have lost 150 lbs more. For once, I want to feel in control of my body and my life.

for me it was not being able to grab my ankle and pull it up behind my back to stretch it out, the double chin and a size 22 was getting tight. That was in May 2012. At my heaviest I was 221 lbs. The lightest I've ever weighed in my adult life was 107 lbs when I was 21. At this point I''m pushing for my pre-pregency weight of 130.