Synthetic Rogue
New member
-Sudden spotlight- Er.... Uh, Hello to those reading this. Ah, might as well begin telling my story...
It began in highschool, (I know, right?), having been 200+ pounds, being made fun of was quite common day after day. "Ms. Hefty" this and "Don't sit on me cow!" that.
Never really had any friends or relationships back then.. Quite depressing, yes.
But don't fret! All changed after highschool!
I found the means to drop the weight and earned myself a relationship going on well almost a full year now! [January 9th]
So, why am I on this forum then you ask? Simple....... When my body had undergone great change... my mind didn't.
A whole new nightmare had opened itself apon me.. My mind thinks that I am a loathsome fat cow still to this day.
The lowest I have ever seen myself on a scale (before my family intervene and tossed the devil out along with some of my vitamins and other weightloss aids) was a 124.5. Since then currently, my family has shoved some well needed nutrition down my windpipe after a incident occured on Monday December 27, 2010. I was picked up from my work and brought home, after finding out that I had become very sick. My blood sugar was reported low, the worst dizziness in the world, and experiencing a scare that my insides were beginning shut down. (This was NOT the first time; I had many episodes like this apon losing my weight.)
They have repeatedly pound the importance of my health deep into my brain and have been a great help in my recovery since then. I will be seeing doctors soon.
The problem still lies with my mind. To those who are reading this, I have been posting current pictures of me since after my attack Monday December 27, 2010. Help aid in reassuring me that this is all mental bollocks.. That I will never go back to being called a bloody cow ever again. Or, tell me your thoughts apon what you see. They will be greatly appericated.
Looking for Support and Friends,
My name is Tiffany Weaver, and that is my story. :]
It began in highschool, (I know, right?), having been 200+ pounds, being made fun of was quite common day after day. "Ms. Hefty" this and "Don't sit on me cow!" that.
Never really had any friends or relationships back then.. Quite depressing, yes.
But don't fret! All changed after highschool!
I found the means to drop the weight and earned myself a relationship going on well almost a full year now! [January 9th]So, why am I on this forum then you ask? Simple....... When my body had undergone great change... my mind didn't.
A whole new nightmare had opened itself apon me.. My mind thinks that I am a loathsome fat cow still to this day.
The lowest I have ever seen myself on a scale (before my family intervene and tossed the devil out along with some of my vitamins and other weightloss aids) was a 124.5. Since then currently, my family has shoved some well needed nutrition down my windpipe after a incident occured on Monday December 27, 2010. I was picked up from my work and brought home, after finding out that I had become very sick. My blood sugar was reported low, the worst dizziness in the world, and experiencing a scare that my insides were beginning shut down. (This was NOT the first time; I had many episodes like this apon losing my weight.)
They have repeatedly pound the importance of my health deep into my brain and have been a great help in my recovery since then. I will be seeing doctors soon.
The problem still lies with my mind. To those who are reading this, I have been posting current pictures of me since after my attack Monday December 27, 2010. Help aid in reassuring me that this is all mental bollocks.. That I will never go back to being called a bloody cow ever again. Or, tell me your thoughts apon what you see. They will be greatly appericated.
Looking for Support and Friends,
My name is Tiffany Weaver, and that is my story. :]
