Hi guys, i have bitten the bullet and come crawling for help if you will, support.. words of advice.. generally finding infomration to help myself.. and coming to a forum liek this where everyone is in the same boat.. i am pretty sure i can get all this by gaining friendship and chatting to you guys and gals.. well a little about me.. my name is martin hathaway and im 23, Hello hello helloo.
. i come from cornwall.. i am the pinnacle cornish guy got me an accent the lot... and well a bit nieve to the outside world bristol is as far north as i dare go due to fear of getting claustrophobic by gert buildings.. as i found out in manchester last week..!! now for me it all started as a youngun, never did have all that playstation and xbox stuff that these children of today had i got very much excited at the thought of mother going shopping.. .. .. jaffa cakes and jammy dodgers ... how i adore there jammyness... well througout school was bullied ( pretty normal stuff to be fair ) ahd a friends group of 10 good looking guys with 10 good looking girls who incidently all took it in turns with going out with each other over the 5 year school period, this incidently left me.. in limbo.. fancying a girl.. but seeing her go with my mates etc yet i was always the agony uncle.. the one the girls come to after bob or james done something wrong or dumped them.. quite frankly felt rubbish.. wella fter shcooll went on to work etc etc done the usual got a job.. well i peeked at 22 stone.. ( FATTTY i hear you say..).. well at this point my weight was on my mind ut quite frankly i didnt care..i knew i was destined to be wearing stupid size clothes..american clothes mainly due to being fashionable but of large sizes.. well i moved up to cider land.. somerset..and well.. missed all my friends from back down in the south..so stopped eating and was just dirnking black coffee and smoking ciggarets..~( terrible vice but..i cant stop smoking now..) this carried on for a while occaisonly getting forced to eat something but didnt really agree with me.. i belive all the coffee i was dirnking was making food liquified.. i shant dwell but it wasnt pretty in the old john...anywhooo.. got down to 16 stone.. awesomestarted feeling great about myself and unknowingly started attracting girls.. well i met the love of my life.. and everyhting i had ever worried about went straight out the window.. 2 years we were together.. bit of a tough time.. but yeah.. just over a year ago now.. she split up with myself.. things got a little tough with one thing or another in life and it wasnt working .. i was gutted i was heartbroken and quite frnakly.. im still single now without a peak at a women after she split up with me.. i took again to the non eating thing.. wherei went down to 13.5 stone.. i looked the best i ever had been not eating coupled with long ten mile walks up the beach whatever teh weather drowining myself in the fresh sea air contemplating where everyhting went so wrong.. well that kinda leads me up to today since april last year.. i have been unhappy with many aspects of my life. jobs the fact im living on my fathers front room floor. my weights crept back up to 15 stone.. and its starting to batter upon my concshuns (sp) i knwo im getting bigger and i dont want to. and i am chunky and i dont wanna be.. i touch wood start my new job soon.. whihc inevitably will get me into my own place again but this is something i have to address fort health issues aswell as for my own self grattitude, would love to hear form you guys and seek any help that i can that you can offer... well thats me.. long and arduous read for you guys.. but kinda tells you a bit about my life.. oh and i am pretty much teh most unluckiest guy ull ever meet.. haha but thats a whole diffrent short story..
. i come from cornwall.. i am the pinnacle cornish guy got me an accent the lot... and well a bit nieve to the outside world bristol is as far north as i dare go due to fear of getting claustrophobic by gert buildings.. as i found out in manchester last week..!! now for me it all started as a youngun, never did have all that playstation and xbox stuff that these children of today had i got very much excited at the thought of mother going shopping.. .. .. jaffa cakes and jammy dodgers ... how i adore there jammyness... well througout school was bullied ( pretty normal stuff to be fair ) ahd a friends group of 10 good looking guys with 10 good looking girls who incidently all took it in turns with going out with each other over the 5 year school period, this incidently left me.. in limbo.. fancying a girl.. but seeing her go with my mates etc yet i was always the agony uncle.. the one the girls come to after bob or james done something wrong or dumped them.. quite frankly felt rubbish.. wella fter shcooll went on to work etc etc done the usual got a job.. well i peeked at 22 stone.. ( FATTTY i hear you say..).. well at this point my weight was on my mind ut quite frankly i didnt care..i knew i was destined to be wearing stupid size clothes..american clothes mainly due to being fashionable but of large sizes.. well i moved up to cider land.. somerset..and well.. missed all my friends from back down in the south..so stopped eating and was just dirnking black coffee and smoking ciggarets..~( terrible vice but..i cant stop smoking now..) this carried on for a while occaisonly getting forced to eat something but didnt really agree with me.. i belive all the coffee i was dirnking was making food liquified.. i shant dwell but it wasnt pretty in the old john...anywhooo.. got down to 16 stone.. awesomestarted feeling great about myself and unknowingly started attracting girls.. well i met the love of my life.. and everyhting i had ever worried about went straight out the window.. 2 years we were together.. bit of a tough time.. but yeah.. just over a year ago now.. she split up with myself.. things got a little tough with one thing or another in life and it wasnt working .. i was gutted i was heartbroken and quite frnakly.. im still single now without a peak at a women after she split up with me.. i took again to the non eating thing.. wherei went down to 13.5 stone.. i looked the best i ever had been not eating coupled with long ten mile walks up the beach whatever teh weather drowining myself in the fresh sea air contemplating where everyhting went so wrong.. well that kinda leads me up to today since april last year.. i have been unhappy with many aspects of my life. jobs the fact im living on my fathers front room floor. my weights crept back up to 15 stone.. and its starting to batter upon my concshuns (sp) i knwo im getting bigger and i dont want to. and i am chunky and i dont wanna be.. i touch wood start my new job soon.. whihc inevitably will get me into my own place again but this is something i have to address fort health issues aswell as for my own self grattitude, would love to hear form you guys and seek any help that i can that you can offer... well thats me.. long and arduous read for you guys.. but kinda tells you a bit about my life.. oh and i am pretty much teh most unluckiest guy ull ever meet.. haha but thats a whole diffrent short story..