I am currently 69 years old, 5'9" tall with a large frame.
I've always had somewhat of a weight problem; been on many diets only to have my weight go up and down like a yo-yo. I've pondered many times in search for a good reason why I have such a problem (besides the fact I like to eat). I discovered that the blame game never ends. Pity parties occur too often and taking responsibility for my own health is like playing cat and mice. I want it. I know it will be good for me. I can get a hold of it momentarily only to lose it again.
UPDATE: I'm still learning what works for me; personally. I am unique in every way and alive again with purpose. Though I still struggle with my weight; shame and guilt have become a distant blurr. I truly love ME and loving me helps me to relate to others in a much healthier way for me and a more forgiving way toward them. Of course we all know there will always be bumps in the road of life. So, on down the road we go!
UPDATE: My life has been really full for the last 2 years. I have enjoyed cruises, vacations in the mountains and building new friendships. I've also had to attend funerals and make many hospital visits. I have cared for several elderly to help them get through some of their bad days. Of course, my weight has not been something in the forefront of my mind until now.
UPDATE: Well, I'm starting over again for the umpteenth time. Maybe I can stay focused and on track this time.