I am 32 years old and have been through some tough times over the years. I almost died in 2002 from a horrific hit and run car accident, but lived to tell about it. I have buried the love of my life, family, friends, my baby, and even my own emotions at times. I know what it's like to burying someone well before their time, and still love someone who is incapable of loving you back. I have seen boyfriends come and go. I have had friends enter my life, touch my heart, and walk away. We have gone our separate ways and lived our own lives, but they support me in all I do.


I am an emotional eater who has packed on an amazing 160 lbs over the past ten years. No matter how hard I work out the progress is slow to lose the weight.