Decisions, decisions....

I've thought about it before, but I'm now more than ever before seriously thinking about it.. I'm losing my vision, but that doesn't mean I have to be fat and blind, right? I've tried diet after diet, pills, herbal things, exercise, and doctor after doctor has told me that my chances of losing the weight on my own probably isn't going to happen. That only leaves a few options.  Surgical options. I'm tired of being huge. I'm tired of only being known as the fat girl. My adult life doesn't have to mimick that of my teenage/school-age years, right?  My children are far too important to me to continue this way. I might not be able to SEE them graduate from high school, but I could be there for them. At this rate, the odds are against me. I'm too young to be this unhealthy. I want to be the mommy who can get out and do things with my children and right now, I can't. The "I can't's" leave a person more depressed than anything else. Knowing "I can" if I lose the weight makes me want to reach for the stars. In the next few days, I will start my reach! (: