I have always been single and independent, and I thought I was “terminally unique.” I came into FA, got abstinent right away, and starting working the program. As time went by, I became more and more unwilling to share what was going on with my life. I had a couple of breaks in abstinence in FA, which I considered minor, because each time I slipped, I started back the very next day. I released about 65 pounds, studied the Twelve Steps in an AWOL meeting, went to meetings, called my sponsor, and had sponsees. I had arrived. But I wasn’t weighing and measuring with vigilance. Whether my scale said 4.1 or 5.9, I thought, What’s the big difference? I wasn’t taking a full 30 minutes of quiet time every day, I made calls—on occasion, I didn’t share what was really going on for me, and I prayed without intention. I... Continue Reading
A few years ago, I left FA for five months after being abstinent for almost six years, and being in recovery from food addiction for more than 11 years. It was a failed experiment at doing things my own way, but it taught me a valuable lesson: that I had never fully surrendered to FA and that I needed to do so, so I wouldn’t keep leaving and eating. How had I never really surrendered to the FA program in almost six years of doing it and looking like I was surrendered? Well, some of it boiled down to negativity. I complained to myself constantly about meetings. Most of the shares seemed boring and repetitive. I didn’t want to hear from people who were doing FA differently from me; newcomers aggravated me with their own difficulties and complaints about FA. Intergroup was a waste of one Sunday a month. Sponsoring... Continue Reading
Shortly after joining FA, I signed up for an AWOL, a meeting where we study the Twelve Steps. It didn’t take long for me to get stuck on the first step, where we admit that we are powerless over food and that our lives are unmanageable. People talked about how they had discovered they were food addicts. I was never quite comfortable saying, “Hi. I’m a food addict.” I was a professional and to me, addiction was for the homeless and the down and outs. I was not sure that addiction was my problem. I thought addiction was something that only alcoholics and drug users are subject to. In the AWOL, I heard one woman share that the “addict in her” was a voice in her head that was totally self-defeating. It wanted her dead. It said things like, Why not enjoy yourself now while you still can. Don’t think... Continue Reading
I have a friend who recently moved to Idaho, and she loves to garden. Visiting her in early spring, her enthusiasm made me smile. The beds were prepared, a new sprinkler system was in place and the seeds were planted! I could envision the plethora of veggies and flowers that would enrich her summertime. Now it’s the end of the summer. My grandchildren are back in school, the farmer’s markets are bursting with harvest, and I called my gardening friend to find out how her garden grew. “Well,” she said, “the new sprinkler system is great. The flowers are beautiful and my vegetables grew in a wild, wonderful array. But I do have one problem that I’ll have to address next year.” “Oh,” I said, “too much harvest?” “Actually yes, the little bamboo stakes I found in the garage worked wonderfully for a while; the plants happily entwined themselves around... Continue Reading
I came into FA when I was 34 years old, 5’3″ tall, and weighed 304 pounds. I was sad and desperate for help. I saw women at the meeting getting up to share and saw people who had lost a lot of weight. I got a sponsor the first night and have been with the same sponsor since. She has seen me through a 169-pound weight loss so far. I now weigh 135 pounds, which is a serious miracle for this food addict. I have never seen such a low number. The closest I ever came was in ninth grade, when I weighed 175. Even after having lap-band surgery in 2007, I only lost 40 pounds and gained most of it back. I have experienced many other miracles since being in FA. When my now seven-year-old daughter was in preschool, the teacher noticed a learning delay and wanted her to... Continue Reading
