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That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

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blog-0040311001406689616.jpgSo it seems like making a blog is the thing to do for vVv right now, so why don't I join in?

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Picture Posted is from about 4 years ago.

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I figured it was time to put to words one of the most important decisions that I have ever made in my life. I'll start from the beginning. From a pretty young age, I've battled with severe depression. I never had the self esteem to go out and make friends, or to make myself known. Quite frankly it's this fact that made me turn to a life of gaming, but I digress. Spending my time in doors, and doing nothing but gaming and eating, it's no surprise that I quickly became overweight, and concealed myself away from the world even more.

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Sure, this led to me improving my gaming skills on a massive scale, to the point where I normally pick up games quite quickly, but this was no way to live my life. I thought, maybe a change of scenery would be something that could help me. I moved nearly 300 miles from my home town in Ohio, to Chicago, to attend college. During that time, I did manage to make a few friends, but even then it wasn't enough. Being on my own, no one to help me control my overeating, I was to the point where I was eating sometimes up to 8 McDonald's sandwiches for a single meal, then hours later I would be eating again.

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At the time, I failed to notice the problem, I was blind to all that I was doing to myself. I hadn't seen a scale, or a doctor for years by the time I had graduated from college, and moved back home. By this time, the overeating was in full effect. Taco Bell, Burger King, Wendy's, etc... If they had a cheap menu, I was ordering from it, and ordering a lot. I remember once spending nearly $40 on one single meal at Taco Bell, and eating it all as if I was never going to eat again.

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Finally a few years later, I was hanging out with some friends, and noticed, that even walking I was getting too winded to keep up. I couldn't do nearly anything that they wanted, and I was doing nothing but dragging them down. I couldn't take it. I finally decided to see the damage for what it was, and went to the doctor to be weighed in. The news was less than stellar. I weighed in at an unsightly 553 lbs. Even at 6'10, that put me nearly 270 lbs overweight. I could have died from the sheer shock, I was in such denial. I had to make a change, so I immediately got myself a gym membership.

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That was 18 months ago, a time in my life that I'd rather forget ever happened. From that point I've made it down to 380 pounds as of my most recent weigh-in, and I plan on making it down to 300, to be at a proper weight for my height. I've still got the depression, I've still got the fear of being social, but I'm using all of the willpower I can muster up to make a change for myself, and that's really all I can do.



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Awesome story! Good luck and let me know if you need any good quick recipes, I have a few that work well for me.

I'm always down for a good recipe, I love cooking.

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Awesome to hear man. Just wondering, has getting the gym membership helped with not having such a fear of being social?

Not really. I'm still not confident enough to really talk to people, but I try.

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