I am sure that the Andy Warlow attitude is what broke something in my metabolism and possibly my mind.
Like Zand I have stuck to diets and exercised, and was unable to lose weight so was called a liar, delusional, and all the other things - glutton was a term almost bound to come up.
After a while I began to collapse suddenly - no warning at all just wake up in some confusion, though I must have retained some awareness as I did not hurt myself badly, though often had sore arms and one shoulder so I broke my fall and rolled - after years of martial arts it was second nature, I suppose.
I had started out at 147lb with a fair bit of muscle and a 24 inch waist - but I was 'too fat' - even though I could lift a drunken guitarists off the floor and onto the side car - I moved the kit for a folk duo in the early 70's.
If I had told the doctor where to stick his diet sheet, I'd have done a lot better - but GPs are authority figures, and the nurses were quite formidable, and they have always been totally convinced that they were in the right.
I was 35 years old when threatened with being removed from the family home, my husband and first child, to be 'fed properly' when I pretested that I felt absolutely dreadful on the prescribed diet when pregnant. Fortunately it was a Friday and nothing could be done, so I went home and returned to low carb foods. By the time I saw a doctor again I was measurably better and was congratulated on finally starting to do as I was told. That was when I started to lie to doctors.