Jamie S.

I'm living proof this TOOL can change your life! I started this journey in August of 2016. I was at my HW of 416 lbs. I was diagnosed with an eating disorder, along side depression, anxiety, borderline personality disorder, and PTSD. I was emotionally, physically and sexually abused from the age of 5-13 by my "father" and then many times additionally by other people until I was 23 (current age) I learned to binge eat my feelings, and as a child I grew up on fast food four days a week because mom was too tired to cook.Last yr I was in my OB's office and she sat me down and told me if I didn't do something about my weight, I wouldn't be able to have the one thing I wanted in life...a child. That was it. I got my ass in gear, and started the long, hair pulling out, most stressful process, that would soon change my life. I hated my NUT. She was a bitch. I tried and tried and tried, but I wasn't ever good enough. Until the one day I was ready to cuss her out and give up, she approved me. I was stunned, and all I could do was cry.On March 17th, 2017 I had RNY. The beginning months were gruesome. I was dehydrated, throwing up, and TMI, haven't taken a poop in two weeks, so I had to have an enema in the hospital. I have had it a lot easier than others, but this surgery is NOT a magic pill. You don't magically become skinny. You need to WORK YOUR ASS OFF. Physically and emotionally. Frankly, emotionally is the worst part. As the weight keeps falling off, I discover new things about myself. I'm no longer that girl. Who am I? What will this new life bring? I'm still figuring that out. And no, I don't eat 100% perfectly. If I want a bite of pizza or chocolate, I do it. Because deprivation gets you nowhere. But luckily, I can only handle about 4 bites of anything, and I'm full! I don't work out as much as I should (due to other surgeries) but I do the best that I can. And if you go into this giving it ALL you have, and treat each day as a new beginning, you will do fantastic. Keep pushing darlings ️