I never believed I‘d lose even a pound unless I became seriously ill. I thought something was wrong with the way my brain was wired because I never received a signal that I was full. After eating a meal, I still wanted to eat another meal. My appetite was intensely strong. I felt as if there were a hungry animal living in my stomach.
When I got on the scale and hit my highest weight ever, I laughed. I had cried in the past, but this time I laughed because I knew the jig was up; I needed to try something.