Well there's the thing!
I've slowly gained weight over the last 24 years, since my eldest son was conceived, I had that 'eating for two' thing you get when you have a child young, followed by a sh*t relationship with his Daddy (that turned out to be a good thing as he's now one of my best friends!) that ended up with me comfort eating.
I'd get a grip, lose the weight to have a child, then pile it back on.
So three kids later I took a good hard look at me and the yo-yo dieting I'd been doing all my adult life and made decision to go to the GP and ask about WLS.
As a psychiatric nurse i had all my argument ready, emotional, physical, psychological the works, I went in ready for a fight, he took one look at me, weighed me and said well done for being brave!
That was in 2010, since then I've been poked, prodded, stuck with needles, wired up to sleep study equipment, head shrunk and on and on......
Most recently I've found out that if you don't push, you don't get.... Yes it's taken this long to learn that one!
As to losing weight, I'm on WW at the moment, more for the support and weekly weigh in.
I have one of the most amazing other halves you could have, he really is perfect, (and very fit) he never judges and is always behind me 100%, so here's hoping this is my year!
I read the posts on here with an equal mix of envy and joy, I wish it was me, but I wish those, like you, well, because I feel a connection.
Weight gain and food addiction are an under recognised disease, both physical and mental that we need to get help with and that's a wonderful thing, you know what's sad, since I've been on this journey, and I'm incredibly open and honest about it to anyone who asks or listens, I've met people I know, or thought i knew, well, who've had the surgery but never tell anyone as if it's a dirty little secret to admit you need help.
So that's me, ranting and raving!