The Beginning of the End

My name is Erin and I eat way too much.
All of the time.
And I sit around. A lot.
All of this has caused me to gain an enormous amount of weight since the age of about 17. Prior to that I was average weight or maybe a little heavy. At least in my 17 year-old brain. Now, at 33. I have spent literally half of my life very overweight, obese, and finally morbidly obese.
The story is the same as millions of others. I have tried several brand-name diets with varying success with each. Ultimately, I failed these diets and gained all of the lost weight back and then some.
I am worried for my health, for my family's well-being and I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.
So, as a last resort I am turning to surgery.
At first I thought this was the ultimate failure but now I realize that it is a great opportunity.
A blessing that will help me fulfill my dreams.
And I am actually excited.
I have been mulling over surgery for some time. With three small children ages 7, 3 and 2 at home there was no way I could do this up to this point. I still pick up 2 of the kids at least several times a day. But over the next six months that will decrease. The 2-year-old will be potty trained, the 3-year-old will have to learn to deal and the 7-year-old will have to learn to help a little more.
The journey is just beginning. Or is the nightmare finally ending? We will see. More updates about the plans and my fears and my stats later. Thanks y'all.