I must have started this book hundreds of times over the last few years, but could never bring myself to complete it until now. I’m no longer afraid to face the truth. I’m 34 years old and I have a wicked food addiction and a serious lack of impulse control. They say the first step on the road to recovery is admitting you have a problem. Whoop here it is. Thank you all so much for the love and support.
MY BIG AND SEXY HAS BECOME BIG AND DEADLY
Well, actually, it has been deadly for quite some time. I was diagnosed with diabetes in 2005, but I’ve been fat-as-fuck since forever. I’ve lived a hard life, and food has always been my source of comfort. Whenever I’d go through something, anything, I’d eat, and eat, and eat. It didn’t matter if I was full, I didn’t eat to get full, I ate to feel better and it never ever worked.
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