I am a 32 year old woman, who has always been, "the fat kid." I was bullied all through school, to the point of sever physical harm. Because of this, I have a hard time trusting anyone. I am learn to live and cope with sever social anxiety, major depression, and health issues. I am considered morbidly obese. I always dealt with my emotions, and problems by comfort eating. Thanks to finally seeking out help via therapy, I am learning that it's okay to love myself, that I am worth something, I can be and deserve to be loved. I've realized I was committing a slow suicide with every piece of junk food and can of soda I ate/drank. I'm slowly learning that it's okay to leave the house, and not everyone is out to get me. I've lost 110 pounds in the past year in a half (as of 04/24/14), and hope to lose 100 more. I am still very much a work in progress, and that's okay.