phatmomma
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I don't have any idea what to call this thread. Basically it's a chance for me to update on me and my weight loss and my life.... It's probably going to turn into a long one and if i bore you then feel free to go grab a hot drink!
So before surgery i worried that my very new husband would not love me when i shrunk as he is a bbw admirer. Nothing could be farther from the truth (at least i think not). As many of you know i left my family and friends in Wolverhampton and went to live close to my husbands new found family in Wiltshire. Whilst there since April i lost two stone following a slimming club diet and am pleased with it. I can fit into a size 14 from some shops which is a great feeling. I still have a good 2 1/2 stone to go but you know i'm gonna get there eventually.
Anyway, 2 weeks ago i left my husband. I suddenly realised this was not a place i wanted to be in for any more time. I am constantly questioning myself about why. I know i'm 'relieved' to have done it and although i am in not very desirable temporary homeless accomodation i still am glad i did it.
My hubby's new relatives pleaded with me to stay, i think they prefer me to him (well i know it actually) and they were not at all surprised we'd split.
Family and friends have opened their hearts to me and given me honest opinions regarding my husband and i can't argue with them. I finally saw that he wasn't the man i thought i met.
I wonder if i fell for him because i thought i wouldn't find anyone else who wanted to settle down with fat me? I know it's mad because we shouldn't feel like that but we do don't we?
He said i've changed and he is right, i have changed. The old me would take bad service in shops and restaurants because i didn't want to bring attention to me. The new me will tell them my drink is wrong, or the food is cold/burnt. I aint a b**** when i tell them and i always say it nicely, but i want the service i would give them....
So anyway, after all that worrying about a bbw admirer leaving me for a 'fatter' model, it turned out i was the one walking...
I'm sure the road is gonna be rocky before it smooths out and i thank the lord for the friends i've made along the way who have been there for me for the last couple of weeks....
Phatmomma is gonna have to start a whole new chapter!
So before surgery i worried that my very new husband would not love me when i shrunk as he is a bbw admirer. Nothing could be farther from the truth (at least i think not). As many of you know i left my family and friends in Wolverhampton and went to live close to my husbands new found family in Wiltshire. Whilst there since April i lost two stone following a slimming club diet and am pleased with it. I can fit into a size 14 from some shops which is a great feeling. I still have a good 2 1/2 stone to go but you know i'm gonna get there eventually.
Anyway, 2 weeks ago i left my husband. I suddenly realised this was not a place i wanted to be in for any more time. I am constantly questioning myself about why. I know i'm 'relieved' to have done it and although i am in not very desirable temporary homeless accomodation i still am glad i did it.
My hubby's new relatives pleaded with me to stay, i think they prefer me to him (well i know it actually) and they were not at all surprised we'd split.
Family and friends have opened their hearts to me and given me honest opinions regarding my husband and i can't argue with them. I finally saw that he wasn't the man i thought i met.
I wonder if i fell for him because i thought i wouldn't find anyone else who wanted to settle down with fat me? I know it's mad because we shouldn't feel like that but we do don't we?
He said i've changed and he is right, i have changed. The old me would take bad service in shops and restaurants because i didn't want to bring attention to me. The new me will tell them my drink is wrong, or the food is cold/burnt. I aint a b**** when i tell them and i always say it nicely, but i want the service i would give them....
So anyway, after all that worrying about a bbw admirer leaving me for a 'fatter' model, it turned out i was the one walking...
I'm sure the road is gonna be rocky before it smooths out and i thank the lord for the friends i've made along the way who have been there for me for the last couple of weeks....
Phatmomma is gonna have to start a whole new chapter!
