kinkade
Hi Everyone,
My story isn't so different as anyone elses. I began this journey when I was 12 years old. I remember making my stomach so full I could hardly breathe but after that feeling went away there was no feelings just a calm quiet that I fought for the rest of my life to achieve. Sound familiar? And then when food didn't work I went for drugs, alcohol, sex and rock and roll lol.
My mother was always on my sisters case when we were growing up and my sister became morbid obese in her later years. I felt so sorry for my sister when mom would scream at her and try to control every little thing she ate. But as we all know after awhile it becomes our problem not our parents.
I love food, it comforts me like nothing else does, except for Jesus
I'm taking this opportunity to say good bye to food and hello to my new friends here, my journal and committment to myself for a healthier rest of my life one day at a time.
I'm 59 years old, female, slightly single(another story)live by myself, a first for me. I go to therapy and live 5 minutes from St. Vincents Hospital where my life is going to change forever. I have 2 children and 4 grandchildren and step grand kids galore lol.
I'm 26 years clean and sober and have spent most of my adult life in therapy some people I hear stay in therapy their whole life, all I know is I'm a better person because of it
I'm retired now, on SSD because of depression, and physical stuff going on. I will write more when it comes to me. Thank you for listening.
