I wished I was skinnier and happier. I had proclaimed myself a vegan and then gluten free. I was going to yoga and trying to jog like I had jogged addictively in college. I was adding marijuana to the mix because it was low in calories.
For years I was actively practicing both addictions. Usually if the drinking was heavier, I sometimes got a slight handle on the bulimia. But then something stressful would happen, and I would pick up the food again.
Because I was so extreme in my addiction, I hit a bottom when I was pretty young. I knew, beyond a doubt, that I needed help.
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I had never heard the term “food addiction” growing up, but I knew there was something wrong with me. I was told frequently that I needed to learn self-control and to stop being so negative. However, I had tried every route possible without finding a solution.
Engaged in a book, or gazing endlessly at some late night TV program, I would find myself on the third plateful of dinner, wondering how all of this food had happened.
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