For many years I have sworn that I wouldn’t turn to Bariatric surgery for weight loss. I’m not 100% sure why I was so passionate other than I think it boils down to being afraid and masking that by have a strong opinion against it. Now that I’m finally realizing that I am not going to loose over 270 pounds on my own and I need a tool to make this happen once and for all, I have started coming out to friends and family slowly. It started with my dad because he’s going to be one of the only people that understands what I’m going through as I go down this rabbit hole. I had breakfast with my bestie since 3rd grade and spilled the beans to her. I was nervous how she would react but I got nothing but support from her. She too has struggled with weight her whole life and understands why I need to do this. The list of supportive people goes on and on from my awesome cousins to my incredible friends to my loving and supportive aunt and uncle. I was most nervous to tell my mom partially because she’s not a huge fan of the surgery and partially because I didn’t want to be talked out of it now that I had made my mind up. My mom’s reaction left me pleasantly surprised. She was supportive and cautious but not negative. I’m learning through this process that I have more people that care about me than I realize and more people who want me to succeed than I ever imagined. I guess sometimes in life we get so wrapped up in the day to day that we forget that there are people that care. It’s heartwarming and nerve wrecking because I don’t want to let any of them down…. they believe in me. More than anything I don’t want to let myself down. I can do this and I will do this. I can’t wait to figure out who I am throughout this journey.