Words impact how people see the world, and themselves.By definition, most remain innocent but two simple words that do not appear to be threatening or harmful come to mind:FOOD: something that people eat to keep them alive.ADDICTION: an inability to stop doing something, especially something harmful.Both words have twisted my existence from the time I turned eighteen.Food obsession ruled me for several decades, and tired of the yo-yo compulsive dieting and waves of never-ending guilt, I toyed with losing myself to the will of the addiction.Now, thirty years later, I reframed my mental game and fought for myself, digging deep into my soul for the strength to take back control over this love-hate addiction to food.Storm clouds parted, and sunlight brightened my days.Then, diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, suddenly, the fight to save myself became the toughest battle I have ever faced. Although this conflict differs from my past experiences because I have chosen myself rather than allowing the devils of addiction to further plummet my insecurities.My iron clad will to lose weight, and navigating my declining health pushed me into unknown territory.Come along for the ride and join me as I journal my way to a happier, healthier lifestyle.
