Here we go.

I have always been a big boy. I can trace it back to when I was younger. I got mercilessly picked on by all my classmates, and the only escape from anything was to eat. I am clearly an emotional eater, however, as a teenager I stayed active. Baseball, football, basketball in the alley, weight training. You name it. I was around 250 and chunky, but nothing like the behemoth I am today.

I was in a long term relationship and it became a failed marriage. I had a sedentary lifestyle. In the last 10 years, I have developed Type 2 diabetes, high blood pressure, and I am a medical nightmare. I am 350 pounds and I am about to have my 32nd birthday in a few weeks.

My weight gain is my own fault. I have to treat meals like a drug addict craves drugs. It is the same addictive traits and conditioning that my mind and body are set in. It will take a hell of an effort, but I am looking for proper support. I want to be healthy.