The revelation is that I am an addict. My addiction is not nicotine, sex, heroine, or alcohol….it is food.
I use food the same way that a junkie would use a drug… to escape, to escape whatever I can’t or won’t deal with. I eat my emotions, happy, sad, disappointed, anger, frustration, worry…..
I weighed myself on Saturday night and in disbelief I just stood there thinking about how I could have gotten to this point.
It ends here.
Being overweight is the most visible sign of not being in control of an area of your life. I have taken that control back! Food is not a comfort, it is not my friend, it does not end heartache….food is not a band-aid for life. Food is nutrition for your body and you have to be selective about what you eat.
Since Saturday I have lost almost seven pounds and I am so excited to keep this going. I am ready to shed this heavy garment and start to look and feel sexy again….yes I said sexy!
Before I sign off here, let me ask you this…. Do you struggle with your weight? If so, what are you eating? Guilt, anger, hurt, frustration, loss…..
Step 1: The next time you snack on something ask yourself if you are hungry or self-soothing with food.
This is a journey, a process – so this blog is not going to end here….there is more to come on the way back to a healthier you.
-7lbs and counting
Helen