I am on a Roll

Another blog I am setting a record, first I have no time to blog at all and now I am just a blogging away... I don't know if you are a follower of my blog or an occasional reader and/or if you have never read it at all. For whatever the reason let me catch you up to speed. My name is Kim Elizabeth, I have two children and I am in my late forties and surprise; surprise; I am food addict. I've tried so many diets, such as LA Weight Loss, Weight Watchers, Grapefruit diet, Carb diet, Protein diet, Atkins diet; I have even tried to do it on my own without any assistance from an outside company or plan. Nothing worked wait let me take that back, it worked for a while all of them. Then something happens; don't really know; if it was me getting bored or my will power to stay focus was fading fast this went on for years.

What I've learned about myself is there is a healthy *thin* not skinny *thin* women living inside of me. After the birth of my children I've began to gain weight, my entire adult life I've been overweight. *Not something I am proud of either*. While most of my peers were drinking their problems away I found solace in the food that I was eating. I ate in secret, and finally came out that I was foodaholic. Drowning in my own addiction I decided on a dare with an office friend in 2006 to lose weight. She said I couldn't stick to it and I agreed. Till one day she told me she lost 6lbs shocked and happy all in the same expression I decided it could not hurt to try what she was doing, if I fail at it then nothing gain and nothing lost.

We started February 2006 my weight was 257lbs by November of 2006 I was 189lbs. My dress size when I started was 28, my waist was 56 inches my pants size was a 26, and my bra size was a 40D and I wore the *Big* woman underwear. It was a sight to see take my word for it. But with my recent weight loss I was able to get into a size 14 pants, med shirt, I wore skirts, 38 B was my bra size.

I strutted my stuff you could not tell me nothing, my weight was no longer my problem and for the first time since my daughter’s birth I felt good about myself. My friend left the job in 2008, and when she did I was warned several times don't get cocky as soon as something emotional happen it will take you right back to food. I flagged the naysayers; I knew I had this under control. Until the dread morning in April 2009, when tragedy struck our family in the worst way my little brother died............ and the naysayers were right I went on an emotionally food binge. I spiral right back up to a size 24 pants, now a size 42D bra and a size 3x shirt with several health problems. Now it’s Sept 2011, and I've yet to find my peace with food. It’s a battle that I will be fighting for the rest of my life... Now you’re caught up...