Sun, 20 December 2020
Excellence was expected at home and it separated me from my peers. Food filled my emotional holes.
Eating other's leftover from the trash was a hint something was wrong.
In college my life looked good superficially, but it wasn't.
I completely gave up, was suicidal and my recovery began.
My spiritual awakening was transformational but not the end of my journey with food.
I could rationalize minor incremental moves away from abstinence.
Today my FIRST priority will be my addiction OR my recovery. There can be only one.