A DISEASE?
“Doc! What do you mean-nothing! What? An incurable disease?
Doc, you’re kidding me! You’re trying to scare me into stopping!
What’s that you say? You wish you were?
What are those tears in your eyes Doc?”
~ The Big Book, The Believer ~
For a very long time I scoffed at those who said my overweight was because I had a disease. Yes, my body had doubled in size … but it was because I ate more calories than my body burned. My doctor said so … he didn’t say I had a disease. His “treatment” was to tell me to go on a diet and join a gym. The diet lasted for a few months and I believe I used the gym about six or seven times. I know now without a single doubt that I have a disease … a serious one. I know that it is incurable and that I will have to live with this disease for the rest of my life. Dieting made me fat. Somewhere along the way I didn’t “get it.”
One day at a time…
I will resist thinking that being a compulsive eater is not a disease. I will aggressively and tenaciously do the footwork necessarily to combat it.
~ Mari ~
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