Updated Jan, 9th 2013
i've probably erased and retyped this sentence 80 times, contemplating on how I could put my story into words, and I figured why not just let my fingers type what they want too? Where do I even Begin? Weight has always been a contributing factor in my life. I've fantasied numerous times about shedding a vast majority of my weight over a long period of time. I've always been that type of person who thought being 10 pounds over weight was fine, but 10 became 15 and sooner than later 15 became 20. Before I knew it, my doctor recommended I get tested for diabetes because of my weight. I felt extremely ashamed and unaware of exactly how much weight I've gained, but I didn't stop there. Fast forward a couple months and all my pants wouldn't even fit 5 inches above my knees, and that is exactly the moment it hit me. I couldn't hardly wear any of my clothes anymore. I also began seeing stretch marks plastered all over my body, and I couldn't take it anymore. Being enrolled in college, paying for my tuition, and supplying rent money took a lot out my pocket each month. How could I even afford to buy new clothes? There was no possible way I could afford a new wardrobe, so I said to myself it's time. It's time to start being healthy again, time to look myself in the mirror and love myself again, and it's time to get my life back on track. I actually want to carry out my goals and discipline my eating habits. Hopefully, I can be one of those successful weightloss stories I read about all the time.