I am a compulsive emotional overeater. At a very early age I used food to cope for emotional pain and I have never looked back.
My addiction has kept me from enjoying my life because I spend most of my time alone. Shame, fear, guilt and disgust are all reasons why I have avoided people.
I think about food every minute of every day. My whole life revolves around food; when will I eat more, where can I get more, what am I going to eat. It’s become an obsession that I’m tired of obsessing over. Food is my drug, and sugar is my poison.
I have let my addiction hold me back from being happy. I gave it control over me and my life for all these years now it’s time to take it back.
The truth of the matter is I’m Not Hungry, I’m Addicted.
And so my story begins…