If you scroll down and see there is too much to read, just read the last paragraph and that will kinda sum up all that I had written...

Well as of early June I lived in Texas with few good friends. I was the type of person that was very shy. I think it was mainly because I was fat, weighing 190 pounds while being 5 feet 7 inches. I didn't workout nor do much of hanging out. I merely sat at home playing video games from when I got home from school 3:45 until I went to bed. It had nothing to do with me being lazy which a lot of people that are fit believe(yes there are those people but not all...), it was just because I had an issue with seeing people. All I wanted to do was hide in my shell and never come out. There was few times I went to the mall or to a store, but it was never very pleasing. Especially since all I usually saw was beautiful women with their boyfriends having fun(something in which I had never experienced). I was getting more depressed as time flew by, which even thought about committing suicide a few times.

Finally summer began and school was out. It probably had been the happiest day since a long time. Since I normally saw all the skinny and fit people at my school, I thought my depression would decrease and I would be much more happier. Well unfortunately I was wrong. It had only gotten worse since I would constantly see women in their bikinis and guys with their shirt off(I lived near the beach)... it made me think more of how fat I was. Finally a month had gone by and it was July. I had just heard that I may be moving to New York. This is the time I thought I could actually start my life over and begin to start a whole me.

It had happened . I moved to NY in September and began to get out and view the city. I had not necessarily started a diet, it was more of just a eat better kind of thing. I started to realize that when I ate most of the time I did it out of being bored. So are tried to find more things to do during the day which was go to Manhattan(Time Square) during the day and at night believe it or not I played video games because theres not much I could do at night and that activity helped me keep my mind off food and on other things. I usually walked about the streets for around 7 hours. Time went by quickly when there was so much to see. I felt a lot more happier and stopped worrying about my weight. It was about a month later when I had started browsing a store I saw a weight scale.I decided to weight myself and realized that I had lost about 10 pounds. This was probably the most joy I have ever had. So from then on I kept doing what I had started and within the 3 months of being in NY I had lost around 35 pounds. The third month I weight myself I think I weighed 60 pounds.

For a couple months I had visited my relatives in Texas. All my family had said something to me such as "you lost a whole lot of weight". I was thankful especially since it just wanted me to keep going on the new journey I had started. After a couple weeks I was there I realized the area I was in there was pretty much nothing to do. I tried to get out and walk to places but the problem I had was that there was no sidewalks and a lot of the places I had to go were near a lot of highways. I had tried to get other people I know to walk with me but most of them wanted to drive since it was much easier. I wanted to go to the gym but I was still shy especially since I still thought I was fat. So my solution was to just eat little meals and few of them. I finally got back to NY after about 2 months and I stayed about the same weight maybe gained a pound or so but thats it.

Its been a couple weeks since I have been back and I am currently weighing in at 148 pounds. Meaning I have lost a total of around 47 pounds. I think I need to get down to 120 or 130 before I can be satisfied with my weight. It has been a great journey and new life. Hopefully I can stay this was begin to be a happy person. Just remember, if your going through a hard time NEVER quit.