This show absolutely terrified me, yet I saw myself..my future, my worst fears, in these people. I amdesperately seeking people who understand..I do not know how to find a way out of this nighmare. I am 33, single from Virginia, female, & am desperate. I am small bones, 5'5" & right now 334lbs. I have fouhgt obesity since I was a child, except for a brief period in college where I was hospitalized after starving myself down to under 100lbs. I was also bulimic then, but underneath it all, I have been a severe food addict all alomg. It has gotten worse..I am eating from the time I wake up until I go to bed, & having 4-5 sandwiches in the middle of the night is not uncommon. I am eating probably in one day what most people eat in 3-4 days. Ive tried every program, plan, pill, even switching to "healthy" food, but the comopulsion always wins in the end. Its like I truly live to eat, & feel like I am suffocating in my own fat. I carry a LOT of weight in my belly, & the top part is so distended & round I look pregnant with twins. My belly "apron," has gotten so heavy that it is hanging halfway down my thighs & slaps against them when I walk. I am huge, & just getting fattter all the time. But yet, even seeing myself continue to expand, I keep shoveling the food in. Mobility is decreasing rapidly..I am always out of breath, cabnnot bend over unless I spread my legs far apart to allow my belly to hang between them, & have terrible back, knee, & foot pain, as well as arthritis already. I feel so very alone- everywhere I go I am the fattest. I work full time - my boss even had to get me a wide armless chair becaue chairs with arms are out, as are booths, etc. I need a seatbelty extender even in my car. I have a history oif anxiety & depression, & have spent years in counseling dealing with my "issues," ranging from abandonment, to rejection, to sexual abuse, an alcoholic parent, & the death of my father when I ws little. I felt as if I had worked thorugh it all. I take meds for depression & anxiety, but lately all I want to do is lay in bed ( mainly to get the pressure of this belly off my back) propped up on pillows, watching tv & shoveling in the food. I cry all the time too it seems. Walking is getting so hard that I try to avoid even moving. Clothes dont fit unless I order them. And even though I know all of this, & see it getting worse, again, I keep right on eating. I am so totally out of control that it scares me. I dont want to die. I have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, & am now borderline diabetic. My breathing is horrible. I am terrified I am going to die from being so obese, & this is not how I had imagined my life at 33. Im scared, very alone, & very scared. The depression itself is overwhelming, so I eat more, get fatter, & it starts all over again. An average breakfast is something like 4-5 egg mcmuffins, 4-5 hashbrowns, then 6 jelly donuts from 7-11, a few cheese danishes & cnady bars. Then morning snacks at my desk can be anythig from a box of twinkies & a big bag of doritos to more donuts, candy, etc. I eat the same way all day long, & stopping at several drive thru's, eating meals at each then going home to order pizza or something is not uncommon for me. My own mother doesnt even want to be ariound me - she says I disgust her, & is she had known her kid would be an elephant she wouldnt have even had me. That hurts so bad. I dont want to be seen as a circus freak. I want to be treated like a human, not stared at & pointed at. My waist, or where it should be, is somewhere around 72" now. My insurance wont cover gastric bypass, & my doctor says I am at huge risk for a heart attack. Walking 20 feet about kills me, because with this belly swinging & out so far I feel like I simply follow behind it. I lose my beath, start to hurt terribly, & sometimes even have a difficult time with balance. Life like this - revolving around food - is a nightmare, but I dont see any way out or any "light at the edn of the tunnel." I am so scared. My doctor says I need to lose about 215lbs, but right now I'd be happy to even get 50lbs of this fat off of my body. But instead, I just keep letting more & more pile on. Is there any way out of this hell? Please please, if anyone is, or has been where I am, please let me hear from you. I would love some friends who understand how this feels, because I feel so alone that lately I even wonder if I want to live if I have to live for food & in a body so enormous. Anyone out there?????
Thanks so much,
Angel