My Journey so.. far..

Hi All
I have been on My Fitness Pal for over a year now, and I love it.. but have to admit that I'm not very good at logging my progress. I love the diary and log my food as much as i can, unless i eat something really naughty and can't bring myself to log it lol..
Basically I thought it would be a good idea for me to come and log my progress so far, like all of us struggling with weight problems, weather its losing it or putting it on. We all have our own demons and lack of self belief at times.
I was a happy go lucky young girl who developed early, which of course the boys loved and the girls hated (me included) I used to roller blade everywhere and get lost for hours with my friends on adventures and playing games, of course I got a hard time when I got home as there had been a search part out for me lol.
Unfortuantly my mother and father seperated when I was 11, which broke my mother and 18 months later she died, two months after my 13th Birthday. The one time in life the girl needs her mother the most.
I can honestly say that when I look back now, I don't want to believe that, that little girl was me, it was the worse thing that has ever happened to me and of course a lost alot of friends, I didn't want to go and socialise cause I could hear them saying did your hear about her mum, and the people that did still talk to me didn't know what to say.
So... I found myself alone.. alot.. and who did I make my new best friend?? FOOD!!!
But the time I was 15 I was a size 20 UK. I remember I used to go and buy a big bar of dairy milk fruit and nut and a big bag of doritos and sit in my room on my own and be happy lol..
Then one day whilst visiting my father, he decided to sit me down and talk about my weight, I have never ever been so upset / angry. I'm still greiving for the lose of my mother and here he is telling me i'm fat and ugly??
My weight continued to pile on and of course I had changed schools, after all the bulling about losing my mother, cause apparently that is funny to teenagers.
At my new school I made a lot of nice friends and by this time I was doing my GCSE's not the best time to switch schools but at least I had started going again now. My GCSE's were my new goal and I forgot about my friendship with food and started to want to look like the pretty girls at my new school. It took 2 years to get down to a size 16 and I was so proud of myself.
THEN.. I meet a man.. and unfortunatley after 5 year relationship the weight piled on again. I remember the seams of my work trousers splitting around the crouch whilst I was at work, again, food had become my friend, I was in a boring, uneffectionate (dead) relationship, being at home in the evenings with him was so.. despressing, I would turn to food while he played his playstation.
I eventually decided to do something about it when I was 23. I left him and went on a low calorie diet and went from 16st 11 - 11st 11 in the space of 5 months.
It was the hardest diet I have ever been on and I would never let myself get back there.
7 years later I have still controlled my weight, I think I crept up to 14st 2 years ago, but I'm back to the 11st mark now.
I have made a routine of weighing myself a few times a week, and Im in a happy relationship where we are both very active, but not together. I don't agree with the working out together thing?? maybe you do and could give me some tips, but I go to the gym and he goes for a run.
I still have a long way to go in my mind, obviously being so big have left its signs but I must remember how far I have come, as must we all.
I would love to make more friends on here so that we can all help each other and stay motivated.
Good Luck to you all