I'm 51 years old, 5'6", 261 lbs. Just two weeks ago I was 275 lbs. I'm slowly but surely learning how to be committed to making the right food choices. I never realized how stress, and personal issues fueled your desire to eat. I've talked about it and read about it. However, I am truly just understanding it and able to really relate to it. I guess I could have before if I wanted to but was too busy blaming everything and everybody for letting me down in life.
It's funny when you stop blaming everyone else and start accepting responsibility for yourself you see the world in a different light. Since my father passed making the transition into the reality of his death has taken me from eating everything I can to realizing how important my health is. I'm not eating to live instead of living to eat. For me, its a choice that I am committed to. I'll worry about the portions later. Focusing on what to eat and loving me more are big and deserve my full attention right now.
