I've done more research than you can possibly imagine. I'm GOOD at research - it's what I bloody DO FOR A LIVING. I work for the LARGEST HEALTHCARE DATA COMPANY IN THIS COUNTRY. Do you have ANY idea at the statistics on WLS surgery I've got easy access to?! And this is REAL data - it's not propaganda from a surgeon's office or someone else trying to make money off me or anyone else. It's REAL data including complication and morbidity rates. I know exactly what I'm getting into, not to mention I've been part of a support group for over 2 years now and watched the progress of numerous other people at various years out from their surgeries.
I'm sorry you think I should spend the rest of my life dying from the myriad of health problems I have, unable to walk, unable to do the many things both personal and career-oriented I would like to do, all because of my weight. I'm sorry you think I should continue the way I am and end up losing my limbs to diabetes or end up on disability because I can no longer work. You know, you're right - I could end up having complications or dying. It's certainly possible. But quite frankly, after what I've been through in the past few years as my health has continued to deteriorate, the choice was EASY. I would rather die than continue to live like this. THIS IS NOT LIVING.
The truly sad thing is that I don't really think you care all that much about my health or well-being. I think you're upset because, even though it's been years since we've been involved and I'm not interested in ever being involved with you again, I will lose weight and you will no longer find me attractive. Even more sad is that you don't seem to get that I will never be thin and I'm fine with that. I'm not doing this to try and turn into Angelina Jolie, for fuck's sake. I'm a big girl and I always will be - I'm just going to lose enough weight that my health and mobility will improve. If I was perfectly healthy with no mobility issues at this weight, I would not even consider doing it. This is not about how I look or vanity - it's about my health and ability to function. And I'm sorry, but no matter how many fat women you have fucked/will fuck, you don't have any insight as to how it REALLY feels to live in a body like this, so don't even TRY to tell me you know what it's like. Gain 250 lbs or so and then we can talk about what it's really like.
I suppose the worst of it is that although I'm an adult and I thought we were friends at one time, you apparently think me incapable of making my own decisions. That's really unfortunate, and I don't think I can be friends with you anymore if this is how you feel. Friends can disagree, certainly, but with the complete lack of respect you've shown? I don't think so.
And I'm done.