Lift Those Girls Up and Reduce Those Thighs! - Newport Beach, CA
What a place to start...here with you. My journey...
What a place to start...here with you. My journey I'm sure is very similar to yours which is why we have found this village for us to share our secrets, pain, and quest to reshape ourselves inside and out.
I was 300 pounds, now 165. It has been 10 years now at the new weight. I've had two children with the same man I met at 300 pounds and now its time to show on the outside how I feel inside.
I am finding it difficult to spend the money on myself...I feel like I am taking it away from my children. I do however, feel that I should have the chance to spend the remaining years of my life more happy about myself than I am now. The problem for me is I guess I feel that I am responsible for the way I look. I overate for years. Binged. I could not stop eating. I'm not sure why I found happiness in food, well at least for the second I ate it...odd isn't it. How the second we finish the binge, the guilt and ugliness we feel and self hatred is so strong. Ye, I did it to myself. I hope to understand why I did this to myself, why I hurt myself for years, and perhaps I can find some answers as I am forced to assess my naked self to men (dr.s) on this journey.
hugs and hope you are feeling happy today...k
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I guess I feel the freedom to express myself in this community so Im being honest about cause and effect. The food issue is one I still battle/manage today. Everyday. It's the quick fix of "ah" when we are stressed, feel bad or any other combination of emotions life throws us hour to hour.
I lost weight at the beginning because it wear life or death. I remember vividly two things that prompted me to make a change. First, I remember getting on public transport, a bus, and the bus shifting down when I stepped onto it. And, the second thing was I remember getting ready for school and getting in the car, starting it, let it warm up, looking in the rear vision mirror and realized that only the car was ready to go into public. I got out of the car and went back into the house. That day I told my dad I needed help or I was going to kill myself. He was a teacher at the equivalent to a community college in Australia (which is where I am from but have been in the states for 18 years) and he went into work and told them he was not coming back that semester to teach. He walked with me everyday and cooked healthy foods. We spent all day every day together for 3 months. I lost 40 pounds. It was then that my mother (who had divorced my father 2 years prior) had met a man on a plane from LA to Chicago and was going to get married to him, despite the fact she knew him for 2 weeks; I then moved to America at 19.
I spent the next 6 years at 265 to 255 pounds while living in America. Then in 2000 I finished my MA and realized that if I could study and complete the MA then I could do what my father had taught me years ago...to walk for an hour a day and not each junk. I would make huge amounts of broccoli and carrots with Indian spice and eat it all day. Maybe 5-6 pounds of it! I was never hungry and the weight fell off fast. In four months I lost 60 pounds and the more and more. The trick was the amount of food...loads...but not carbs. I walked every day for an hour and finally made it into the 190s, then 180s, then 170, and below.
I am still the same person, but I know people see me differently. Thats the funny thing about being a former fat girl. I know what those people who are nice to me know would have thought and said about me behind my back. I think getting fat from 12-22 was a good thing (except for the sagging skin) because I learned to treat people, all people with respect and not to judge based on external appearance. Not of color, race or ethnicity. I just love people and can really see truth behind what people say because there were so many people who were mean when I was the "fat girl".
As for the surgery, because I'm again concerned about the money and feeling like I should not spend money on myself...I'm toying with the idea of mexico for the work. Not sure what to do.
I will be 51 years old next month. My surgery is scheduled for July 27th. I too have a long history of The Life As The Guilt Ridden Chronic Dieter. I also have a large weight loss history behind me. Ha Ha Literally Anyways, I have a few ways for you to think of things, and would like you to consider them.
ONE.. As far as retirement. Think of your surgery is your motor home, or your matching motorcycles, or your trip to Europe. Why? Because now you can start a more inhibited life. Possibly your husband would like to do something for himself as well.Take off that robe and jump in that lake. Wear a short dress and do the cha cha. Buy that special nighty and wear it with self-esteem.
TWO.. The scars of our sins for all the world to see. Can you pick out a recovering alcoholic out of a crowd? Does he get to chose who he shares this with? Damn, even a convicted felon can hide the fact that he is a felon and has the opportunity to redeem himself with his friends, family and sometimes society. A person who was once morbidly obese has to face the world with the scar for everyone to see. However, you, just like myself have finally found a way to ridden this burden once and for all through the use of plastic surgery.
THREE.. The guilt of your decision. Would you look at your neighbor or friend who had a cleft pallet, or a large growth on his arm and chastise him for going through a surgery to correct that ? It's the same as caring around an extra arm, thigh, or stomach.
Smile !! Just some food for thought.
Signed, Sister Such A Pretty Face But......
Hope you're happy and loved,
K
Well after long discussions with myself and hubby...
Even with doubts and fears I still want to proceed. My thighs are pretty bad and so are my boobs. I'll have to get some better pictures for you all as the ones I've posted as not that bad. My legs look, in my opinion, not that bad int he photos I loaded here.
The truth is I do not feel confident or sexy. How could I? My boobs are on my belly bottom and when I lie in a missionary position to have sex, my skin from my things fall over my girl bits! So not sexy!!!
Still scared though and worried about money.
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I've met with him one time and we discussed lift and aug. I'm not wanting to go super big, maybe a large b or small c cup.
Well I'm torn. I have found, what I believe to be...
I might just have to have one of the surgeries performed and wait a year until I plan to have a lower-body lift then get my boobs done then too. I really wanted to have both the breasts and thing reduction performed this year...but unless I use one of the other doctors...its not going to happen. Not sure what to do. To go with the best and get less or get it all done with a less reputable doctor.
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You're right too. As far as a lift goes. I've seen augs without lifts and there terrible. It just makes the problem worse!!
I don't know I'd your saw my undate today but it looks like I'll be only able to do the thigh reduction and have to wait until next year to do thr boobs:( as I'm planning on having a lower body lift next year, it makes sense to do the boobs then too as we are pulling money out from retirement. My only other choice is to go to a different surgen. The truth is though, I only want Agha to work on me. I don't know what it was, but I felt he was the one. I think it's important to trust the dr you use and while I'm not a hippy, he just "felt" right. Even before I spoke to him. I saw him walk through his office as I was waiting to meet with him and there is just something about the way he carries himself. Not sure what it is but he has something. Additionally, his staff are top-notch. He's very lucky to have such intelligent and helpful employees.
Where are you thinking about going? Are you in southern Cali?
Congratulations on your amazing weight loss! How did you manage to lose it all? It's very insightful of you to think about the whys so that it couldn't happen again. Funny how food is such a comfort for many of us.
Thank you so much for starting your story. I'm looking forward to following your journey.