Lady Foodaholic
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Hi everyone. My name is Bridget, and I am a total food addict.
iggy:
It's been about 6-8 months since I quit using this site and gained another TWENTY pounds!
I was a chubby kid, a chubby adolescent, and finally a chubby teenager. In high school I got sick of being totally self-conscious all the time. I went from being 5'9" and 200 pounds to 5'9" and 150 pounds in about six months. I was a size 10-12, and I looked great. I didn't think I looked good at the time, because I wanted to be a size zero like my friends, but when I see pictures of myself from then... I WISH I had appreciated that I was healthy and looked good at that time.
I stayed between 150 and 160 throughtout most of college. When I was 21 years old my "first love" and I broke up. I spiraled into a crazy depression where all I did was crawl out of bed occasionally to drive to McDonald's and buy 15-20 cheeseburgers, or to drive to Dunkin Donuts to buy a couple dozen eclairs. I didn't even change my clothes, brush my teeth, or shower on a regular basis for a while there. I gained a lot of weight in a SUPER short period of time.
Once I decided to start "acting" semi-normal again, I started dating. I used dates as a way to go to restaurants and just binge on as much as I could shove down my throat... And I can shove a LOT down my throat.
I started seeing one guy regularly, and we both just ate and ate and ate. The ammount of debt I racked up on credit cards for food is seriously amazing. I quit hanging out with anyone but him. He said I was beautiful, and wasn't fat... Which I wanted to hear/believe. I had quit looking in mirrors and was wearing sweat pants all the time, and by the time I did finally LOOK at myself - I was over 260 pounds.
I got married. I was the fat bride I had never wanted to be. I love my husband, but we're comfortable - and I just kept eating to fill the gaps in my life that I was miserable about.
Now I'm here.
I'm almost 29 years old, and I'm super close to weighing 360 pounds.
It has to stop somewhere.
No one else is going to do it for me.
I hope I can get to know some cool people here, and have an extra support network to turn to when I feel like Ronald McDonald or the Burger King are my only friends.
Thanks for listening, and I'm really happy to be here... Again.
It's been about 6-8 months since I quit using this site and gained another TWENTY pounds!

I was a chubby kid, a chubby adolescent, and finally a chubby teenager. In high school I got sick of being totally self-conscious all the time. I went from being 5'9" and 200 pounds to 5'9" and 150 pounds in about six months. I was a size 10-12, and I looked great. I didn't think I looked good at the time, because I wanted to be a size zero like my friends, but when I see pictures of myself from then... I WISH I had appreciated that I was healthy and looked good at that time.
I stayed between 150 and 160 throughtout most of college. When I was 21 years old my "first love" and I broke up. I spiraled into a crazy depression where all I did was crawl out of bed occasionally to drive to McDonald's and buy 15-20 cheeseburgers, or to drive to Dunkin Donuts to buy a couple dozen eclairs. I didn't even change my clothes, brush my teeth, or shower on a regular basis for a while there. I gained a lot of weight in a SUPER short period of time.
Once I decided to start "acting" semi-normal again, I started dating. I used dates as a way to go to restaurants and just binge on as much as I could shove down my throat... And I can shove a LOT down my throat.
I started seeing one guy regularly, and we both just ate and ate and ate. The ammount of debt I racked up on credit cards for food is seriously amazing. I quit hanging out with anyone but him. He said I was beautiful, and wasn't fat... Which I wanted to hear/believe. I had quit looking in mirrors and was wearing sweat pants all the time, and by the time I did finally LOOK at myself - I was over 260 pounds.
I got married. I was the fat bride I had never wanted to be. I love my husband, but we're comfortable - and I just kept eating to fill the gaps in my life that I was miserable about.
Now I'm here.
I'm almost 29 years old, and I'm super close to weighing 360 pounds.
It has to stop somewhere.
No one else is going to do it for me.
I hope I can get to know some cool people here, and have an extra support network to turn to when I feel like Ronald McDonald or the Burger King are my only friends.
Thanks for listening, and I'm really happy to be here... Again.






