From 23 to 33 I was 5'7" and 115 pounds.....I was also bulimic. There I finally said it. Not something I am proud of. I was bulimic because I allowed an over bearing and abusive husband convince me I was fat and I wasn't good enough.

At the graceful age of 42 almost ten years later, 60 pounds heavier and one less jerk in my life....I have figured out that 140 is probably just right for me.

In the eyes of my adorable husband now, I am a super model. He loves me for what is on the inside and has helped the healing process of me accepting myself.

My goal is to heal the damage I did in those 20 past years to my body. The 10 years I refused to nurish it and the following 10 years of abusing it with smoking and alcohol and over eating.

140 sounds pretty good to me at this point