Welcome

First Letter

Dear Past Me,

I guess you never thought that you would ever get to this stage of needing surgery to sort out your weight. But when in your teens and twenties we never think of what is going to happen with our health in the future. I know that I didn’t, unless it was to do with my mental health, which was dominating my thought processes at the time. I never thought that I would get to the weight that I was in my thirties.

Back in the early years of my twenties I was living in London and walking all places local to me. That for a while, I think my weight was at the lowest it had been for a while. But then when things changed with my mental health, medical professionals will want to put you on pills but do not warn you about the majority of them having weight gain as a side effect. There starts the rollercoaster of the previous decade. With everything going on in your life over the last decade, it is no wonder that you turned to something, for you, it just happened to be food. And now you are a week away from a sleeve gastrectomy, to save your life.

Whatever happens, you’ll do your best. Like people have said to you, you’re a fighter and someone who even in the darkest times has a glimmer of hope.

Until next time,

Me