225, a lot to lose, and a lot to gain.

I'm 22 years old and feel as if I've been walking on this earth in a sense of contentment for myself. Don't get me wrong, i have a good life for my age. I've been working since I was 15 and haven't stopped since. I've always been determined to do well for myself. I got a job in a field I love. I bought a house with a man I love, and a new car that I can rely on. But in the haste to get all the big goals out of the way before the age of 35, I neglected my weight, and now I am paying for it.
When I was 18, I moved 3,000 miles away from all of my family to New York to pursue a career in Hospitality. I'm here with my husband, but being so far away from all your friends and family can take a tole on you. I had no one to talk to except for Vince, and having only one person to vent all your fears, anxieties and stress to can be overbearing on them. So I kept a lot of my fears to myself.
Fear of failing. Fear of not being good enough. All the woes of being an adult like bills, and medical expenses. I developed a anxiety so intense, at times I wouldn't get out of bed except to be sick(The worse time I had was when I was going through the house buying process, need I say more?). And I think in the times between the huge spasms of anxiety, I would eat my stress away.
Now you have to understand, I come from a husky family. We all have larger then average frames, and a little chub covering our bones. But I gained so much weight since moving away from California in 2009, that I hate to look in the mirror. I feel like everyone that see's me, see's an overly obese woman. I got to my highest weight of 230, and finally had, had enough.
I went onto a diet, limiting my intake of carbs and sugars, and felt really good at first. But two months into a drastic change in my diet and exercise, I had lose no weight, but in fact gained four pounds.
I don't think i have to tell you how discouraging it is to be working so hard, and see not only no results, but the opposite of what you were trying for. I felt like throwing in the towel and eating all the food I could fit into my mouth. I went to my doctor(Who had prescribed me medication for my anxiety right before I started my weight lost journey) and she discovered that my metabolism isn't working the way it should be. I should have lost a ton of weight after the initial two months of eating just poultry, fruits, and veggies.
So last week, she prescribed me Phentermine(for three months), In hopes that it would not only help me lose some initial weight, but speed my metabolism to where it should be working. This in combination of a 900 cal daily regimen(Doctor approved folks, so don't get mad for me not getting 1500), will hopefully get me on the right track.
I started at 227( on my home scale) and now am down to 218. I know its a drastic weight lose in a short period of time, but I feel so much better. I have more energy, I don't sleep 11 hours a night, and I get so much more done. I'm not snacking my day away, and am never hungry outside my meals. I feel full and surprisingly less stressed. I know the risks of the pill, but I think its only going to be a temporary tool to help me in getting to my goal of 140 pounds. And the weight lose will soon curb to the normal 1-2 pound weekly loss you can healthily lose. I'm going to be visiting my family in May, and I'm hoping to wow and surprise them with my soon to be new body. But I don't want to risk getting discouraged. So I joined this site, hoping to have people who are going through, or have been through and succeeded, help and encourage me to get to mine.