Despite working so hard to lose those extra pounds I still wasn’t seeing any results. I felt like I let my family and myself down.
I thought to myself, “maybe these extra stuffs that I'm carrying will stick with me for the rest of my life”… “maybe I should give up and accept the fact that I'm overeight”.
After experiencing the setback for a few months, I returned to my old habits... you know consuming a lot of fried foods, sugary pastries. I also stopped exercising.
At this point, I just didn’t have that firepower anymore to strive in trying to fight.
This is tough!
Until one day, my hubby, Edward is no longer interested in me
“You’re already out of shape and I no longer have feelings for you. I want a divorce!”
He said it in a way that I couldn't accept it.
I begged him, for the sake of our two young children.
Unfortunately, nothing helps.
He left, together with my boys, Jim and Patrick.
I will never forget that miserable night, where I had to cry out alone for losing the three most important people in my life.