future_dahl

Hi!
I'm not really sure how to start this, so I'll just start from where i am right now:
Currently sitting in a hotel in Tijuana about to undergo a crazy last attempt to get my life back on track. 
 
I was thin my entire childhood. When I was very small, my biological mother for one reason or another didn't provide food. She was either too high or drunk or just not there to do so. After escaping from that situation, my foster homes were little improvement. 
 
After turning 18, I was finally able to explore a new relationship with food. I could finally eat whatever I wanted, as much as I wanted, and no one would stop me. It was a slippery slope to obesity from there, and I've been slowly gaining ever since then. Currently I am fat, unhappy, a stranger in my skin. I can't exercise, I can't really move---even walking is tiresome. I need help.