This takes me back to how I used to feel. At my biggest, I was a size 24, around 18 months ago, I decided enough was enough. I was so unhealthy, always binging, grabbing convenience foods, eating big share bars to myself in one sitting. I have a young son, I knew I didn't want to risk dying young because of my health. I was so unfit, I'd walk up a small hill and be gasping for breath so I started walking for 20-30 minutes every day, come rain or shine. I started calorie counting, 3 meals a day, only snacking on fruit, crackerbreads, nuts, low large yoghurts and jelly when I have a sweet tooth, every single Saturday, I'll have a takeaway and a bar of chocolate, this kept me on track with something to look forward too. My energy levels are so good now, I found the first 2 weeks the hardest but by week 3, I genuinely felt so much better and that feeling gave me the motivation to carry on. I'm now a size 16, aiming for a size 12. It's never been about the numbers on the scale for me. I was so lazy beforehand but honestly, it's the best thing I've ever done. A friend of mine had a gastric band abroad and has had nothing but problems, but another of my friends had the sleeve in Turkey and hasn't really suffered any major after affects and has lost 5st in quite a short period of time. Its something you really have to work with, it's not a miracle cure. Weight loss is hard however you decide to do it, I read the quote, losing weight is hard, being large is hard, choose your hard and that resonated with me. Good luck. X