So why are you fat??

Bad eating habits learned from being raised by an overly stressed single mom in the 80's and 90's, being lazy. Not learning how to prepare healthy meals, then getting pregnant. Then getting pregnant again. Then losing 40 lbs, thinking my destination was reached, and going back to unhealthy habits and gaining back 65.

Growing up we weren't taught to eat properly,as my mother wasn't either growing up and is morbidly obese.Both my sisters ended up overweight in their teens ,but I suffered with ednos in my preteens instead. The weight caught up eventually though. When I was 1 lb a way from actually being "overweight" I joined mfp.
I got to my goal weight in June,yet here I am again.
It seems old habits die hard and I am still an emotional eater. Stress and depression make it very easy to pack the pounds back on,

I was in college in my last year and my dad became sick with cancer then passed away (within 4.3 years, which made me even more depressed), i worked one part-time job and one full-time job, i had a lot of debt from college and medical bills (they are all paid off now, yay!!), i have a desk job that requires me to mostly be seated (if i walk out, i'm being monitored- well, almost), break ups with girlfriends (who were no good for me anyway, you know who your real true friends are when you are extremely depressed and have a lot of stress in your life), and boyfriends (jerks). :noway:

I love eating and drinking hence my weight gain. I have now fallen back in love with exercise and discovered MFP so i can now i have the best of both worlds. I wish i'd done this earlier i've wasted so many years.

Graduated High School where the only exercise I got was work or the random PE class I was able to take in college. When I wasn't in school, I laid on my bed doing my homework. Laid on my bed watching movies or tv, laid on my bed playing video games, wait... I did stuff outside too! Actually the worst part is although I did get exercise, I was a strict powerlifter and didn't have the self control to ensure I ate fewer calories. I made world records! But, the more I ate, the more protein I got so weight didn't matter to me. Then, I got prego... but lost the baby and didn't know it (early on) but my hormones were still reacting so I gained a big ol baby belly full of... nothing. After the ultrasound it went away... when I saw the baby was gone. From that, I reached double chin status and around the same time I found MFP. Life changing Now, all the times where I thought I had to go without any thing good to lose weight were over.

Big eater here!

Most of us never knew how much we should eat until recently. Now it's about relearning how to eat and dealing with the damage the overeating has done to our physiology.

When I was in kindergarden my teacher told my mom I had an active imagination and she wanted me on meds so I was put on ritalin and after being put on that I started to close up and gain weight. When I was in the 4th grade I was 135 and it kept on going as I got older. And when I hit middle school I was take off the meds but I was still the same for a year and half until the drugs were out of my system. But people have affected me of making fun of me and treating me bad I would hear teachers say that I wouldn't amount to anything but I have and I am doing good in my life I just need to change my weight.

I think I'm this way because I wasn't taught how to eat properly when I was a kid. I remember times when I was about 8 years old and I would make my self an entire box of macaroni and cheese for dinner. My mom worked and my dad watched the kids. Don't get me wrong, they're the best parents in the world! But I think they could have done a bit better teaching us the value of nutrition.

I stopped caring about myself, plain and simple - There were no health scares, no rude comment, no certain picture. I just looked in the mirror one day and realized I had no respect for my body and everything that it does for me.

I didn't want to deal with emotions so I shoved them down with food thinking the food would make me feel better and it did for a moment until I started beating myself up - it was a terrible cycle. I got the courage to look deep and figure out why I turned to food for comfort and a light bulb went off and the lifestyle change began and each day it gets a little easier.

Was heavy as a teen.. lost a ton of weight (started waitressing, stopped eating) gained the freshman 15, then went on a medication and gain 30 more.. went off the medication, lost 5, and struggled with starvation mode ever since.

I eat really fast. Often, I'd take a second plate to have something to do while the others at the table were still working on the first one.

laziness, binge eating, too much fast food, greed, lack of exercise.

Depression is my reason.. overate to cope with it.. and now I have to get back down!!!

My mother had every delivery place in a 10-mile radius programmed into the phone and bought soda five cases at a time. I became an emotional eater and got very, very lazy.

Food tastes good.