Master Hypnotist reveals: “How I Was Secretly Brainwashed To Be Fat and How It Almost Ended My Life…Dear Friend, It was 2:36 in the morning when I found out. I still remember that moment like it was yesterday. I was staring directly into the mirror, right into my own bloodshot eyes, shaking from the shock and anger. Could it be true? No, I didn’t want to believe it, but everything in my life said that it was. I didn’t realize it then but I was about to make a decision that would change my life forever. How did it come to this? I knew I had a weight problem, that wasn’t breaking news. At that precise moment I was exactly 54 pounds overweight and rising. The maddening part was that I had spent the previous 11 months trying everything I could to lose weight: * dieting, * obsessive exercising, * starving myself... * but nothing worked. And to make things worse, every new failure was accompanied by a few extra pounds. I was desperate. Not just from the weight, but because of the failure. I was trying to follow the advice of all the experts, but nothing was working. I knew it was my fault. I didn’t have the willpower, motivation, or genetics to have the body I wanted and it was killing me more everyday. Oh, don’t get me wrong, if you were friends with me back then you wouldn’t have known that all this was going on inside of me. If anything I seemed like one of the happiest people you’d ever known. I was always joking and laughing. I even joked about my weight, all the time, that’s how secure I was...on the outside. But on the inside, I was miserable. “The Salt and The Wound” I didn’t realize it then of course, but my life would change forever as soon as I walked into that party. I knew she was there, the girl I had a crush on for the last 2 years. I had been drinking a little more than I should have and I decided it was time to finally ask her out. We were casual acquaintances and she had always been pleasant enough, but I had never been able to get the nerve to tell her how I felt. I remember how nervous I was, sweaty palms, butterflies, practically hyperventillating. I saw the guys she dated, they were all in great shape, I was not. But I decided that things had to change for me. I remember saying to myself “fine, if you’re gonna be fat, at least be a confident fat guy.” So, I got my nerve up, walked over to her, and asked her if she would like to go out on a date some time. “I don’t think so Jim, I’m actually seeing someone.” I talked with her a little bit more and began walking away. Now the funny thing is that although I was disappointed I was also feeling a little proud of myself, that I had actually followed through and asked her. I remember thinking how it was a relief to at least have some closure, and if I had the confidence to ask her, the girl I’d liked for 2 years, than I could ask any girl. I started feeling better, almost proud. I told my friend what happened and said "It’s true, the worst a girl can say is no? I soon found out there are words worse than no. “The Words that Almost Made Me Puke...” About 10 minutes had passed and I heard laughter coming from the other room. I began walking over to see what was up. As I go
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