Compulsive Eating – The Treatment that Really Works

by Guest Author on Wednesday, March 17th, 2010 | No Comments

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“Oh, she’s a big girl, she likes her food”.

The reality is, I don’t “like” food. I hate food. It’s turned me into someone completely defined by the layers of fat that hang over the top of my jeans. But I also love food. I worship it. I yearn for it. Every waking minute is defined by what I am eating and what I will be eating in the near future.

The issue is, you can’t just give up food. It’s not like being an alcoholic. You’d pass away. I try to eat healthy foods but as soon as that first portion of fruit passes my jaws it’s like a switch has been flicked and abruptly I’m gorging on whatever I can lay my hands on.

I binge unthinkingly and haphazardly, filling a void that isn’t in my tummy. I don’t know why I can’t stop.

I see others staring at me on the outside World, judging me. Fat is gluttonous. Fat is idle. Fat people are second-class citizens. If they could live a day inside my skin, fanatical with consumption, a sanctuary where I can find comfort and even fleeting seconds of euphoria in a life which is otherwise miserable, they might comprehend that I’m every bit as deserving of compassion as an anorexic.

Food is my paramour and whilst my most central relationship in life is with food, I have no energy left to give to anyone, or anything else. I used to love painting once. Not now. I can’t rouse the passion I used to feel because with every passing second I’m speculating about where my next meal’s going to come from.

My counsellor has offered me antidepressants, as if an false, chemical feeling of happiness is going to detract from my continuous cycle of binge-eating and loneliness.

I want to change my mind. I know other people eat normally. They aren’t driven mad with thoughts about food every moment of every day. I want to listen to my stomach and know when it’s advising me I’m hungry. I have forgotten how that feels – intuition.

That’s why I’m going to Mark Newey at Winning Minds. His unique neural recoding remedy can free me of the shackles of my addiction and the person I have become. It can remind me of the person I truly am and give me the independence I want and deserve.

Log onto www.winningminds.co.uk/eating-disorders