F is for Food Addict

Hi, my name is No (I can't tell you my last name because we don't use last names here...but some of you already know my last name is Excuses), and I am a food addict.  Well, after you all pick yourself up off the floor from laughing (hope none of you wet yourself while you were down there), let me explain. 

I love food.  I am in love with food, and I simply don't want to live if I can't have it!  There!  I've said it! Admitting that is the first step. Food makes me crazy, just like boys used to make me crazy.  Food makes me feel safe, just like mom and dad used to make me feel.  Food fills me up and helps me to fall asleep.  When I am asleep, I don't worry about anything...because I'm asleep, and nothing is going to happen until I wake up...right?

Like most moms, I can multitask, but when it comes to food, I have tunnel vision.  The only thing I can concentrate on is getting the food from the table to my mouth.  Sometimes, this part can't happen fast enough...especially if there is a desert involved.  Have you ever wondered how we discovered so many different, yummy tasting things!  We had to have help.  There must be a supreme being out there with computer access to every single recipe that was ever written, and sends just the right ones to us, just at the right time.  Believing that this being is providing recipes to us is the second step.

There are some days that I just can't decide what to eat.  My choices are too many, and then, there is the preparation.  Can't someone just make it for me?  Oh, yes, drive-thru!  But then, what drive-thru should I drive through?  Decisions....I can make myself so crazy!  So much of my time is wasted on trying to figure out what to eat, when to eat it, how much to eat, how much time do I have to eat, and then when I'm done...should I have desert?  I think I'll just let someone else decide all of that for me.  That's the third step.

Food is glorious...in the right amount, in the right combinations and eaten at the right times.  It nourishes our physical body, but should stop there.  When it becomes an obsession, a crutch, or a means to escape or numb out, it is just as unhealthy as alcohol, drugs, gambling or smoking can be, and needs to be addressed like any other addiction.  I made light of it above, but food addiction can make people very unhappy, sick and even cause death.  I know, because I have a food addiction. I was sick and unhappy; I am now in recovery. Every day the sun shines a little brighter, and I love the journey on which I now travel.

"The truth shall make you free."


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