sharoni
Where to start? Weight has always been a struggle for me. Food became my drug of choice when I was a teenager. I was sexually abused and deeply ashamed. I was the oldest daughter of addictive parents, food was my mother's, alcohol was my dad's. Don't get me wrong those were my parents demons, they did the best they could with the knowledge that they had. I know that they both loved me very much. But......I became the classic co-dependant. Food was my comfort and solace, my escape, a cruel tricky fiend. I love to eat. I love the taste, the smell, the texture, it doesn't matter, sweet, saltly, meat, vegetable, fruit, bread, I love it all and I love to cook. Over the years and though the grace of God I have come to terms with the abuse and the co-dependancy. It was though years of therapy both single and group, lots of prayer and tears that I have come to forgiveness and acceptance. Now I tackle the biggest challange of my life. that of food. I can no longer hide behind the excuse of age. I am now at a point in life where "weight" has serious consequences medically and to be honest, self image - vanity if you will. For too long "food" has had me. Now with this journey I will overcome it's power over me. It will be on my terms - my way. I will suceed. I embrace this journey and look forward to the destination. 
