What Was Your Final "straw That Broke The Camels Back"

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As many have said before me, there are several straws that have broken my camels back. For me it is just being tired of being tired & feeling like crap all the time. I have three German Shepherds that I would love to walk but there is too much pain in my back and hips to tolerate it. I have recently discovered the restaurant booth issue. I have always been the one to ask for a booth because they are more comfortable. Not anymore!! Not only are they not comfortable but when I look across at my husband and see that he has a huge amount of room between him and the table even after I pushed the table over, is ridiculous. I have also recently discovered Facetime which is awesome because I get to see my daughter while I am talking to her but ugh, why do I have to see myself as well! I despise having my picture taken and for some reason, people who are not obese do not seem to understand that. I have been outright rude sometimes to avoid it & have had to practically beg to not have my picture shared on Facebook. I don't want to be that person anymore. I am tired of having to sit on a stool to fix dinner or do dishes. I am tired of having to take breaks when I am cleaning house. I have been in denial for way too long. I have used food and alcohol to avoid dealing with myself. I am ready to find a way to love myself. I was actually just recently promoted at work. I was completely blown away by this promotion because of my self-image issues, I didn't think I had a chance. I started my WL journey in Dec 2015 and am not looking back. I believe that 2016 will be my year to shine. I am half way through my 6 month diet/exercise program and have the sleep study in May. After that I will hopefully be scheduled for surgery in July. I have read this entire feed and I am so grateful for everyone's input. A lot of what has been said really hits home for me & I wish you all the best of luck in your WL journey.

[Rainy Days 73]

oh yes, the restaurant booth issue. Once upon a time ago, I was seated at one booth and was immediately too scrunched because I carry most of my weight in my abdomen. So I asked to switch booths and the same problem happened. Then to my embarrassment I realized it wasn't the booth, the problem was me. Now I always ask for a table instead of a booth. It will be nice to sit in a booth and even have enough room for someone to sit next to me!

[FayBee 285]

Being asked by my 5 year old why I was "bumpy". [emoji143]???? lol

[crazygoose 190]

The straw that broke the camel's back is that I am just tired of being disrespected and people treating me like crap, that and I recently saw myself on a homemade video and it made me cringe, like my mind had a hard time connecting with that, that person in the video was me, this very large, uncomfortable and depressed looking woman. I'm like damn I'm huuuge! For some weird reason I don't really notice my size much when I look into the mirror, I just see my face and my eyes. I only become aware of it when I try to get into cramped places like my car and fighting with the seat belt, when I go clothes and shoes shopping, when I struggle with walking or breathing and suffer the symptoms from my weight related health issues or when my family or strangers make nasty remarks about it. Now I don't think that if I become skinny people will magically start respecting or liking me, but I think that some of the confidence I will gain in myself from weight loss will help me stick up for myself more and maybe people will take me more seriously. I'm tired of making up excuses for the way people treat me, "Oh well if I weren't fat they wouldn't say or act this way towards me." Or, "Don't worry about it, I'm not alive yet, this isn't the real me they're laughing at, they're just laughing at my body because its morbidly big."

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Pictures tell all !

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Bigjoe102 your number 102 are almost entirely word for word what I would have written, just change it to 4 sons and a daughter.

Lets add... Not being able to play with my kids like I want to.

Not feeling handsome with my wife who always looks great.

Sweating like an animal regardless of the weather.

And being in insane physical pain, all the time.

[Muted_Tummy 29]

I have had many embarrassing moments that should have been it, but rock bottom trigger was one moment that was my enough is enough...but wasn't right to surgery.

I fell, again, in public with my family.

That day I declared I was done with this body. I checked in with doc the next week and began a 3 month exploration of labs to see what was what. I got a therapist to talk out my issues with food and if surgery was right for me. I got back on WW to stop gaining. As I came to terms with "yes", the universe presented three past friends and professional colleagues two post op and one pre. That, I guess, sealed the deal.

[DuckieXD 20]

When my nephew bumped into me when he wasn't paying attention and said "its not my fault I bumped into you, your just too fat, I mean too fluffy". 2 Christmas's ago and while I can't change what happened, this Christmas I will be getting healthy!

[ironpoorer 88]

It is rather difficult to pinpoint one single straw, there are so many. Like probably everyone here there has never been a single day when you do not think about being fat and wishing you could do something about it. Photos...few and far between. I passed to never getting a booth 10 years ago cuz I didn't fit, about the same time airline seat belts didn't reach and every shirt I owned was stained from food as I couldn't lean over enough for it to fall/drip back on the plate/bowl. Blood Pressure went up, Feet and ankles swollen- had to buy shoes another size larger. Couldn't button pants as my fat roll got in the way. Couldn't zip my zipper after taking a pee- arms were not long enough to get both hands down there, Could barely wipe my ass...again arms not long enough to reach. Could barely do anything around the house, mowing the lawn to have my 11 yr old help. Dropped a cigarette and could not pick it up without taking a knee- then could not get up without help.Diagnosed as diabetic, had to take oral medication to lower sugar.

Finally began seriously looking into WLS, went to Blue Valley Surgical office in Springfield MO, had to go into bathroom to give a urine sample and there was the biggest toilet I had ever seen; bowl must have been 20" diameter and the seat was at least 8" wide and 1" thick...suitable for My 600 lb life! Of course I was nowhere near that big (LOL)- then weighing in at 414 lbs! Almost fat enough to get on the show!

Thank God for that toilet...it really got my attention

I am now almost 100 lbs down from that weight, 30 or so on the pre-op diet, the rest since my sleeve on 12/28/15. Next milestone, weight that begins with a "2"...then my ultimate goal of getting under 250 (or even 200??) later this year.

Edited April 2, 2016 by ironpoorer

[alikelley 12]

My ten year old daughter put herself on a diet because she didn't want to get as big as me. She fears that she will get fat and have issues with her peers. And when people tell her she looks just like me, she gets irritated and disgusted denying their claims. My daughter is very lean and tall. I keep her active and make sure she eats healthy. Currently, she refusing to eat as much (if at all).

That was the final straw for me!

Edited April 5, 2016 by alikelley

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i have a daughter as well, although she is an adult now I have to say I am overwhelmed & at a loss, not to mention humbled by your reason for surgery. Of all of the reasons I have read on this thread, yours has touched me the deepest. You are doing the right thing but you need to make sure that you do it for yourself as well. Please keep us up to date on your progress as well as your daughters.

[unique0782 30]

I was tired of being overweight and not fitting in to amusement park rides or booths at restaurants..

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[BelgianGuy 350]

The insecurity I was feeling, the fact I was hating myself mentally and physically, that every pleasure in life was turning into paranoid trips (going to the restaurant, sitting in the train, swimming, travelling, etc).

And also the fact that I am young (23yo) and that I discovered I had sleep apneas. Wow if my health was that terrible at 23yo, how the hell would I manage till my 40's! I wanted to end all these problems for good.

[katanne 215]

Another straw to add to the breaking pile: my high school class (and school in general) has a very strong alumnae association - they recently had a "Ladies Night" that looked so fun in the Facebook photos, but I couldn't bring myself to go because I would be by far the fattest person there. I used to be the skinny girl, now I live in dread of running into old classmates...in fact I have twice and neither recognized me. Ugh.

[SarahSleeve 170]

Planning a family vacation and being more worried about fitting in a plane seat/ride and being able to walk all day every day for a week - instead of focusing on planning the most fun week ever for my kids.

Never again.