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I was merely thinking about "easier" ways there might have been to get here,

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If I had taken an easier road, I wouldn't be who I am today. I wouldn't change that for anything!

I'm with you on the weight thing, though. Several people along the way kept telling me I was losing my "girlish figure" but they never gave me the tools nor the knowledge to get it back and keep it. I blame my mom mostly for it. She had no conception of what a healthy diet was.

It's only been in the last little while that I've realized that I've taken after my paternal grandmother. I've wound up just like her... obese and in a wheelchair. Never met the woman so I don't know why she was in a wheelchair. I can use that as an excuse and I can use the fact that I'm in a wheelchair to not lose the weight. I tell myself that I hardly eat anyway, and it's the truth. I tell myself that at my age, who cares!? I certainly don't... until I catch a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. But do I do anything about it? Nope! I tell myself I "should" but I don't care enough to do it. When I hear myself say "You SHOULD do something about it" I hear my mom speaking. My argument? "Yeah, and? You said yourself you could never make out of me what you wanted." Damn old tapes, anyway!