I am a 5 ft 236 pounds lady. My perfect weight is around 99 to 110. I am carrying more then one person more on me. Probley a person and a half. My problem is I LOVE food. As far as I can remember food has been my friend, keep me company when I was alone and comforted me thru all my ups and downs. I have never seem a problem with the way I eat, I make wise meal choices. I have always felt I put the best in me. I am now discovering the main problem, I would eat portions that me and the 1.5 person I carry would eat. I look at serving sizes and want to scream. I am hungry, I have been living to eat, now I am trying to only eat what My daily routine should be. I am tired alot and always hungry. I find my self trying to find food that will make my plate look full but have few calories. My meal tracking is a long line of food. Is it ok to look that way. I push my calories close to the lowest point I should intake to the max. I don't know if i could only eat 1200. A day right now. I know things are going to be easier but right now it is hard. I want to be thin enough for my husband to be able to carry me. I wore a size 24 wedding dress. Even thou he is 6 ft 3 and stronge all this weight in a compact box is heavy. I want to be carried over the thres hold some day. Run with my wonderful sons in the back yard and some day never have to face the "i am sorry mame you weigh to much for this ride". I don't want my sons as they get older to ashamed of the round women at the other side of the room, to afriad to introduce me to thier friends. Tired of feeling that others are looking at my size and waiting to see what the fat women is going to shove down her throat. So here's to you 1 1/4 cup of cheerois and 1/2 a cup of soy milk. Please keep me full till lunch.