RoxanneP_2020_12_20

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.