The Roots of Food Addiction

October 7, 2009 by  
Filed under health, weight loss

I am Linda D. and I am a food addict. When and where did this addiction come from? Aren’t we all food addicts to some degree or another? Everyone has to eat, right? These are some of the questions I’ve pondered during my meditation, during conversations, and on hundreds of other random occasions during the course of my working the FA- Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous program over the past 15-months.
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Realizing that I was, in fact, an addict was the first step in my recovery. To these following questions, published in FA approved literature, I answered YES, YES, YES, YES…!

•    Have you ever wanted to stop eating and couldn’t? “Yah!”
•    Do you find yourself attempting one diet or food plan after another, with no lasting successes? “Totally!”
•    Do you eat differently in private than you do in front of other people? “U-ha.”
•    Has a doctor or family member ever approached you with concern about your eating habits or weight? “Yup.”
•    Do you eat large quantities of food at a time? “Sure.”
•    Is your weight problem due to “nibbling” all day long? “Partly.”
•    Do you eat to escape from your feelings? “Sometimes.”
•    Do you eat when you’re not hungry? “Often.”
•    Do you eat in secret? “I have.”
•    Do you frequently feel guilty or ashamed about what you’ve eaten? “Sadly.”
•    Are you waiting for your life to begin “when” you lose the weight? “Yes.”
•    Do you feel hopeless about your relationship with food? “I surrender!”

When I finally surrendered and said, “Enough is enough!,” that’s when my weight loss started. For me, and I think for countless other people, my addiction was in my head. I’m hard wired for flour and sweets. My problem default was to run to food when I was happy, sad, lonely, excited, celebratory, nervous, and God forbid, hungry. When did this chaos start? Well, let’s put it this way…as a child I named my first dog “Ralph” (named after the supermarket in my neighborhood.), my tortoise’s name is “Steak” (Yes,  “is” Steak because I still have him. He’s over 45-years old.), my baby doll’s name was “Sugar,” and I even named my cat after a popular cat food brand, “Frisky” (Wow! I just remembered that I used to sit and eat his cat food with him too. Ooooa!) I named things I loved after things I loved…food! My food addiction started a long time ago. Sugar and flour are drugs. They altered my chemistry. I felt different after eating them but I always wanted more.   How did I get it more? Being 7 years-old, what did I have to offer?   Boobies! The neighbor boys had candy cigarettes and I had boobies. It was the perfect barter. I carried that shame around for years. Food addiction started a long time ago for me.
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Even with over 50 pounds of weight loss, I am still a food addict. With help, I have it in check one day at a time. There is no longer shame around my food or the way I look. The meals I make are made with ingredients that God intended me to eat—fruits, vegetables, meat, dairy and grains. Today, I cook better and more exciting meals than I did when I was heavy. Dinner used to be a bag of tortilla chips and salsa. Thank God those days are over.

If you think that you may be a food addict, there is a solution. Please visit foodaddicts.org to find a local chapter close to you and attend a few meetings.

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One Response to “The Roots of Food Addiction”
  1. Angel says:

    I love you Linda D.! You are so inspiring and are making a difference in so many peoples’ lives! Thank you for being you!

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