I've been looking at posts on this site for a few months now and I am completely inspired by all the success stories and the bravery of you all to be so honest with your challenges and struggles. So, now it's my turn. . .
My name is Megan, I've been overweight for the last 10 years. I say overweight because in that period I've gone from being 'a little chunky' to morbidly obese and everywhere in between. I have had no life changing events happen that have caused this, no reason behind it, I just like food. I've never saw a reason for me to change, I've always been happy with myself and confident, never hid away. And I've always been honest, yes I am overweight - but I am happy. I wouldn't change it just to suit how others thought I should be.
Until now.
It's wrong to want to lose weight for someone else. But I do.
I met her after 11 long hours in the hospital, I was holding my sister's hand as she gave birth to her beautiful daughter. My niece. The cord was cut, and there she was. The only person in the world who could make me want to be more than I ever thought was possible. I can't have children of my own so I have no idea how that feels. But what I felt at that moment must come close. A wave of unconditional, protective love washed over me. And that was it, I was gone. I was no longer a free spirit with no responsibilities, I was an Aunt.
In the 18 months since she came, my life has changed for the better in so many ways. And now this is the last thing I need to do. I am unhealthy and overweight. I have to lose weight. It's not just purely cosmetic, I want to be healthy. To live longer to watch her grow up, celebrate the important days and be there for her through the bad ones.
If I can't do it for her, I can't do it at all. And that is just not an option.
My name is Megan, I've been overweight for the last 10 years. I say overweight because in that period I've gone from being 'a little chunky' to morbidly obese and everywhere in between. I have had no life changing events happen that have caused this, no reason behind it, I just like food. I've never saw a reason for me to change, I've always been happy with myself and confident, never hid away. And I've always been honest, yes I am overweight - but I am happy. I wouldn't change it just to suit how others thought I should be.
Until now.
It's wrong to want to lose weight for someone else. But I do.
I met her after 11 long hours in the hospital, I was holding my sister's hand as she gave birth to her beautiful daughter. My niece. The cord was cut, and there she was. The only person in the world who could make me want to be more than I ever thought was possible. I can't have children of my own so I have no idea how that feels. But what I felt at that moment must come close. A wave of unconditional, protective love washed over me. And that was it, I was gone. I was no longer a free spirit with no responsibilities, I was an Aunt.
In the 18 months since she came, my life has changed for the better in so many ways. And now this is the last thing I need to do. I am unhealthy and overweight. I have to lose weight. It's not just purely cosmetic, I want to be healthy. To live longer to watch her grow up, celebrate the important days and be there for her through the bad ones.
If I can't do it for her, I can't do it at all. And that is just not an option.