When did you know it was time to start losing weight?

It was when I look in the mirror and got pissed, angry frustrated to the point I smashed my fist into the tile counter and elled "come on". All of the Being fat things just surfaced all at once ..
- Not being able to sit comfortably in ANY chair, without the arms digging into my hips.
- being able to not worry about if the new restuarant will seat a fat person.
- The humilation of asking your friends to move from the booth to a table.
- subtle way people look at you, They won't say anything negative .. but you sense what they are thinking.
- knowing that no matter unbelieveably awesome you are, You will never get that girl who is a 10 in your mind because she just can't see what is past fat.
- realizing that fat people aren't mad at the world, they are just depressed and angry at themselves.
- Having trouble with seatbelts in small cars
- Friends making plans going hiking and camping without you and rightfully so
- Theatre seats
- amusement park rides
- shopping at regular stores getting stylish clothes
- skinny people saying " oh man I am so fat .. I need to lose like 3 lbs to fit in my dress"
- worrying your parents or family memebers
- being considered to work at places like Nike
- Feeling like a second class citizen
- Feeling trapped in my own body
- Feeling like society doesn't accept me and staying home most of the time.

ALl of this hit has been pretty easy to anage but one day it all hit me .. and that's why I will keep trying until I make it happen and all these burdens can be lifted and can feel free.

ummm excuse me sir please get out of my head and give me my thought back... these points being mad ... i have felt alot of them...

I thought the same thing!

Just finished reading this whole thread, a lot of inspiring stories, and I'm glad you are all working to get healthier/feel great about yourselves.

For me, the heaviest I got was 150, and at 5.5" tall, I definitely wanted to lose weight. I started taking it "seriously" after this past summer. This is a bit more personal, but when I was young, I was sexually abused, and during my middle school and high school years, I didn't want people to "see" me. It's not that I wanted to be ugly, but I definitely didn't want to be desired. I went to therapy, got over those issues, and am on my way to have the body I've really always wanted to have!

I had tried so many times to lose then would lose some but then when off the "diet" i would gain it all back n then some. I soon resided that I would always be big so what was the point... better to stay at one weight? right? My the lies one tells themselves.

In January of 2009 I went to emerge with pain in my hernia.... mind you I always stayed away from doctors...so to go to emerg it was bad. I have a rather large hernia, with an exray it revealed that my gut was fully outside my abdominal wall. A surgeon consulted n said it was not good, told me where i stood with my hernia, and in fact my diabetes (was on 90u in the am and 80u in the pm) and being overweight that my health was at risk. if i were to have a perforation of the bowel, they would not be able to close me up in the OR... elective surgery would be a must and weight would have to come off before. he sent out a referal to a specialist. When i went home i went back onto my diabetic diet...for about a month. The place i worked at had gone bankrupt so i was off on EI. when inqiring about my referral at my docs office i received alot of grief like I was bothering them... so exasperated i blew at them, got an answer that they would call the specialist and see about my refferral, then call me back. weeks passed... but no one called, so I gave up and returned to eating as i had before.

Mindlessly I ate and gained up to the point where life on Sept 25th 2009 suddenly made me face my own health. What happened you might ask? Well my husband of 25 years was rushed into emerg, was diagnosed with diabetes, high cholesterol, high blood pressure and penile cancer. Had an immediate amputation. Here my own health was shot and had to pull it together to take care of my husband. So in helping him, I helped myself. It was the beginning of a rollercoaster of a ride. In January he has a lyphadenectomy..3 weeks later went into cardiac arrest where they had to paddle him back weeks later a heart stent put in. that day we found his pathology come back neg. we were so happy.

we started to walk together and continue out journey to health. but things took a turn and his cancer returned and on July 14th 2010, 10 months after diagnosis he passed away. Watching his fight for every last breath, I can not give up my own journey to healthiness... how can I? Health is far to important as is the preciousness of life.

So I went to the doctor after he died ( i had stayed away from docs as much as possible) and it was then she put me on synthroid and blood pressure pills. My insulin had decreased some and my bloodsugars remaned good. I had to go check with her every 3 months. she also referred me to a surgeon. he then referred me to a specialist... i thought wow here we go again lol.

Well Feb 25th2011, I seen the specialist. i was 430.1 lbs that day... i had 120lbs off so far. he said to lose 30 lbs and he would do wls to get me down to 250 to do my hernia repair. he would put me into their weight loss program (they approve you for wls), well I had my info session with them in june....i follow their program diets and advice walking etc etc...and my one on one with them is not until next month on nov 8th. usually it's two to three weeks after that you see the sugeon. LOL by that time I WILL be at 250 and he can fix my hernia.... can't help if their program's a lil slow lol.

n oh btw...i no longer take blood pressure meds , they ended one month after walking and as of today I am on NO insulin