When I was making coffee this morning, I looked over at the fruit bowl on the counter and was suddenly struck by a wave of gratefulness.
In addition to the random collection of a potato, a bulb of garlic, and some whole-wheat bread is an open bag of ginger candies, half a dark mint chocolate bar, and a container of coconut macaroons—all of which have been in there for quite a while.
Why is this such a miracle? Anyone with binge eating problems knows: When I was bingeing, there is no way any of those items would’ve lasted longer than a day in my house. Anything with sugar in it was finished off—quickly and guiltily—followed by a helping of regret and self-loathing.
But foods just don’t have that same kind of power over my attention or mood anymore—and that feels really, really good.
So, I just wanted to share this picture as visual proof to any of you who are where I was: If you keep stepping forward, keep seeking help, reading, getting support, and moving forward with healing, you can be normal about food.
Does anyone else have a hopeful thought or little victory to share? xo…Sunny