Well it has been several weeks since I have posted about depression about my weight.  I made a decision that I needed to do something about it or else I was going to live a miserable life.  I went to my grandson band concert, my daughter sat down and said "these chairs are so small,"  I was instantly wondering if I was going to fit in that chair. I got in and seriously wondered if I was going to be able to get out.  Needless to say I got out without drawing too much attention and we went home.  I joined weight watchers about 3 weeks ago and now my journey has began to loose 100 lbs. I feel so much better, not eating all those cokes and sugar.  I believe sugar is like a drug and it was KILLING me.