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Help Me Celebrate Reaching My Goal Weight On My Birthday!

My name is Haley Mills, and like a lot of people I have been struggling with my weight for years. Interesting enough it wasn't always this way. When I was young I played softball, and was a normal healthy girl. For seven years, from tee-ball to fast pitch, from three to ten years old I spent most of my time on the field. However, slowly but surely my life began to change.

I was put on all sorts of medicine that limited my physical activity. I began to be bullied in school, losing most of my friends.  I was being abused sexually, emotionally, and physically at home. And before I knew it I was being moved away to a new town isolating me even more. 

By the time my grandparents could get guardianship of me at thirteen I had ballooned up to a total of two-hundred and thirty pounds. But, my struggles didn't end there. From Middle-School to High-School I struggled socially and mentally. No matter the medication they had me on it always seemed to do nothing for my deppression, anxiety, and anger. At first I tried losing weight by cutting back my calories, and cutting out all soda and sugar, hoping to see a change. Everyone felt that it was just me. That I was somehow lying about how much I ate. My doctors constantly told me that it was impossible that it could be the medication even though I was taking ten pills a day.

They sent me to a nutritionist who when after figuring up how much I was eating refused to see me again. I was only eating five-hundred calories a day. I had starved myself for two years, not intentionally, but in desperate hope that I would stop gaining weight. I was quickly gaining weight at a rate of two pounds per week. And suddenly, when at my heaviest, after I kept listening to the doctors reasurrance that it must be me, I looked at the scale with astonishment. I was now three-hundred pounds and only seventeen.

I knew something had to change. I was starving myself and gaining pounds rapidly. I was struggling academically because of anemia and constantly falling asleep in class. My mental difficulties weren't getting any better. And what is worse is they wanted to diagnose me and put me on more medication! This had to stop! So in the spring of my seventeenth year, six-months before my eightenth birthday I took charge of my life. I stopped takeing all medications secretly. 

In only two months I dropped fifty pounds. No diet change. No excersize change. Just simply stopping medication. I then realized that if I ever wanted to be healthy again, I had to stop starving myself, and excersize right. And so the next phase of my life began. On my eightenth birthday I told my grandparents how I had been off my medication for six months, and that I would not be going back. Everyone flipped.

The doctors swore it wasn't the medication. They tried to shove the medication back on to me, saying how I couldn't live without it. I refused. I was eighteen now and it was time they knew that I wasn't going to be drugged anymore. They insisted that I atleast see a counselor. I agreed. That is when they found the PTSD. They realized their diagnoses was all wrong, and they had been overmedicating me. I had been struggling with PTSD since childhood, and they quickly started me on treatment, Trauma and Abuse counseling. However, now that I was rediagnosed, and was showing signs of improvement the state decided I was well enough to cut out all funding. I lost soonercare, and didn't qualify for the Adult disability service.

I was forced to quit Truama and Abuse counseling for my PTSD, and I haven't ever been able to finish. My weight loss was stalled, and the untreated PTSD became increasingly worse. I recently have found a support group for PTSD called Freedom Ministries. And with the support of the Lord, I am going to be attempting the weight loss again. This time all the way down to my goal weight. I have a hundred and twenty pounds to lose. And as I lose weight I will be putting a fund together for next year when my weight is finally at my goal of a hundred and forty-five pounds.

When I reach my goal, I want to reward myself with a trip that I would have never been able to do otherwise. I want to go to Disney World and Universal studios. I plan on snorkeling, and enjoying spa treatments. Seeing the sights and eating different kinds of food. I want to share my happiness with my best friend since highschool. I am going for two weeks so that I can spend time at both parks and see the rest of florida, and have a once in a lifetime experience with my friends. I am going to treat everyone by myself and that is why I need help.

Please donate to the cause so that after I get down to my goal weight and defeat this PTSD I can share my happiness with my best friend and go on a once in a lifetime trip. Help me fulfill my childhood dream. Help me to grow as a person, and experience joy, and new things. Please donate today! I will be posting pictures of my progress and struggles on facebook, so stop by and see how I am doing. I will be saving up as much as I can, and hopefully, you will be too! Join me in my Journey at https://www.facebook.com/groups/131216157214246/

If you have any questions or concerns or even advice for me shoot me an email at imgettinlucky@yahoo.com.

Thank you for helping my dream come true!

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