I was sitting in front of the laundromat waiting for a friend to return to the car. I read a […]
I was sitting in front of the laundromat waiting for a friend to return to the car.
I read a big sign in the window that said, “Wednesday—Free Soup.”
My mind ran away with a story line. How lovely, people get together, do their laundry, and enjoy free soup. On and on went my mind.
My friend got into the car, looked up, and said, “What do you know, Wednesdays, free soap!
Guess who the food addict is.
I was misdiagnosed for quite a few years with symptoms of unbalance, being clumsy, lots of fatigue, and some dizziness. I finally went to the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota and received a diagnosis of SCA, Sporadic Spinal Cerebellum Ataxia. My form of SCA is a neurological disease that might be hereditary, but they really do not know. I was told I needed intravenous drugs to stop the progression of this disease. I came home to California, devastated. I was unsure of how my life would be from then on. I did know I wanted to try other alternatives before I committed to taking prescription drugs.
I had been in another food recovery program off and on for about 14 years, but had been out in the “wilderness” of addictive eating for nine years before I found FA. While in the other program, I’d have periods of “abstinence,” but there wasn’t any true recovery, because my will remained firmly in place. I did recognize that the way people were talking about their eating behaviors and their relationship with food in that program was how I used food and thought about food. But I believed that the Twelve-Step recovery program was the only chance I had of
My son was born almost three years after I came into Program. I had been bulimic for about 12 years prior to my coming into FA. Before I got pregnant, I had some concerns about the impending weight gain and body changes, but I actually loved being pregnant and felt really healthy. The extra weight came off easily after my son was born, and I learned how to adapt my new schedule and responsibilities to fit with the tools and disciplines that supported my recovery. But I had a break in my abstinence when my son was two. I was
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