At 23, I drove from my little town in southern Serbia to Germany. I had received a job there through relatives. I worked 16 hours a day, sometimes even more.
I was never thin, but rather "robust." More so in my arms and waist, and less so in my legs. At age 17, I already weighed 79-80 kilos, which is quite a lot for my height at 167 cm.
For years I had placed little value on my appearance. It was only until the moment that I first met my husband. To me, it was always more important that I worked so that I could send my parents and younger sisters money and gifts so that they could live a more relaxed life.
In 2009, I met "Mr. Right." A nice young man was hired at the company where I worked. We were not officially introduced since we were not working in the same department. Yet, he immediately caught my eye.
At the time I was 35, had messy hair and a square figure. I suddenly became very dissatisfied with my looks. I particularly disliked the fact that I was unable to do anything about it.
When Mr. Right and I first met and exchanged a few words, it was November 2011 and I was 37 years old. He said "Thank you" in German because I brought him a green tea. I blushed instantly. And felt fat and unhappy but in love (as well as unlucky in love). Since that morning we met several times per day. He's a little younger, very handsome, has dark hair and blue eyes.
This was followed by hard times: My mother was diagnosed with cancer. Two younger sisters had married and had children. Our father begged me to help him.
In February 2012, I took an unpaid absence in sales and drove home.
On the first night in my parents’ home, family and friends were present. They spoke the entire time about Dr. Gifing and the nutrition center in Belgrade. They talked the whole time about the fact that my mother should go there in order to optimize her health.
After what I had been recently experiencing, I found the discussions to be very stressful. I was tense, my father was confused, my sisters were uneasy because of the demands of their children.
I could not wait to finally lie down in my old bed, which reminded me of my childhood. No one had asked me how I was, what's new, etc. Everything that was going well for me was taken for granted.
I found myself fully awake at 4AM and decided to look at Dr. Gifing's website. By 6AM, I was at the bus stop to Belgrade - despite not having an appointment with Dr. Gifing...
I arrived at the doctor's office a bit confused. I tried to explain why I was there (although I wasn't too sure why myself).
The incredibly nice young women welcomed me and helped me take off my coat. One asked if I had an appointment. Before I could answer, another woman said that I should wait a few minutes to discuss further details.
The only thing I could bring myself to say was that I did not have an appointment but that I would like to have one.
At this point, the doctor came out of the consulting room to say goodbye to some patients. She said to me, "Please wait for a bit. I just need to finish a conversation with another patient first, then I'll come get you."
Dr. Gifing was actually free that day, but nevertheless still took time for me.
My sleepless night and my spontaneous, unplanned visit to Dr. Gifing in Belgrade have changed my life completely!
We talked for a long time and I completed all examinations. I also received my diet plan. .
I soon thereafter drove back to Germany and let the magic begin. Week after week, my body figure changed. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was pleased with what I saw.
Any questions that I sent to the Dr. Gifing center were met with a reply within 24 hours.
It is clear to me now that you should not only love other people, but also yourself. When I began to love myself and my new body, I was much more relaxed and confident. And could allow myself to be loved by someone else. To be exact, to be loved by a man with whom I had dreamed of for years!
Mr. Right and I are now married and have a six-month-old son. My husband accepted me the way I am. And I have learned that it pays to work for one's own happiness. What happened to me may seem like a fairy tale, which all girls dream of. But this tale I have actually experienced; it happened to me and it continues.
Please forgive me if I wrote too much! I would like write 10 times more about how possible it is to change one's life with a bit of will!
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