That rude insensitive doctor might have helped you in the long run - getting mad helped me too! There wasn't any one single turning point for me - there have been several, each one strengthening me a little more. But the "mad" occasion I'm remembering was after reading a long, scholarly article (with lots of references) stating that it is nearly impossible to lose weight if your fasting insulin remains high, then telling about a compound that reduced fasting insulin in clinical trials. I said "I want some of that!" but upon further reading found I would have to go halfway across the country and check into a clinic to get any. I was upset at first (it actually made me cry) but then I was FURIOUS, and as a result my resolve to lose weight anyway just went through the roof.