I've been full time for more than 27 months now and during that time I've been very happy, but there've been some times when my path has had washouts I had to find a way around. My mom had a moderate stroke a year ago December 12th, I fell in love with a good man that had both chasms and Everests, and my brother died from a failed liver transplant on July 10th. On the day I made my commitment to live honestly, meaning living as a woman, I weighed 226 lbs. I quit drinking beer and all alcohol on that same day, July 13th, 2011, but I didn't know I'd lose much weight, but I did. I got down to 160, with my goal of 145 looking and feeling very attainable, but in the middle of April of this year my brother's liver started failing (not that we knew it) and I took him to the ER to get it drained. He never left the hospital, dying nearly three months later in the hospital where he got his liver transplant. It was more than fifty miles away, in nearly constant traffic and sometimes taking two hours or more each way. I had been on a non stop diet when he got sick and by May I was at 160. I'd lost 66 lbs., and during the times I was going to see my brother I'd often grab something at a fast food restaurant if I was lucky. Usually though, it was a candy bar or two, washed down with a Dr. Pepper. I've gotten up to 183, and haven't seemed able to regain my former discipline in dieting. I think I'm using food as a drug, and I'd never even thought of doing that before I quit drinking, because I had alcohol as my dope. I tried using a few diet substances to stop, but one made me feel so awful and the other did nothing. I've stopped gaining, I think, but I'm vain and I liked being on my way to thin and want to get to my ideal weight. Any suggestions? Please, Mira
P.S. I'm still with my S.O. and he's a definite plus in my life, but since he is I want to look my best for him too. We're very much in love.