Hello,

My name is Donovan and welcome to my transformation.

After decades of living to fill myself, where my thoughts revolved around my next meal as I actively stuffed my face with the current one, I instead began to eat in order to fuel myself with health-conscious choices.

I have been the morbidly obese stereotype since I could remember, the one who deflects with humor to fit in. The one in the friend group offered all leftover food, usually accompanied by put-downs disguised as jokes. The proverbial punching bag of his peers, who could laugh off each blow as it would ricochet from his jiggling frame.

I say this not as an attempt to garner sympathy, but to merely paint a picture of the person I was before I began living. The husk of an individual I resembled as I would actively sleepwalk through existence. The vessel who needed to die in order to be reborn anew.

This is the story all about how my life got twist-turned upside down. I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, and tell you how I became half of my weight in (just over) a year.

I started my journey on August 2nd, 2020, at 384 lbs. Ditching all carbs except above-ground veggies, I began to shed the weight, melting it off my body. I felt renewed energy with every pound lost.

Simple tasks I once deemed strenuous became second nature as I accomplished them with ease. My mind felt clear, my body pulsing with newfound energy, and 16 months later, I weighed in at 195 lbs.

After such an endeavor, I now relish the taste of fruits and healthy nourishment. I've maintained a healthy body since reaching my goal, the only weight put on being muscle. The only remnants of my weight loss being loose skin and stubborn fat which will not go away. This, dear reader, is the meaning of my vulnerability on display here for you to read.

I have a future surgery planned for a Panniculectomy, Abdominoplasty, and Fleur De Lis. My insurance will cover the first part, but the other two, not so much. My first goal is to share my message of transformation in hopes of igniting the fire in others. The second goal is the desire to reach my funding for the surgery, alleviating the financial burden of such a procedure.

Every bit helps and is truly appreciated. While tenacity and dedication are what helped me to accomplish my goals, I am at a stage in my life where asking for help is the hardest feat to attempt. If I want my desires to be met, I need to actively name them. So I am asking for any help at all in the financial goal to finally shed the last remnant of my old self. Would you help by donating to the removal of my excess skin?

Thank you for your time,

Donovan Dixon