I was on a forum that deals with being overweight and various diets. Anyway, the thought popped into my head that food was (in rehab) my drug of choice.
Okay...that is not novel in itself...I knew that I depended on food for coping, dealing, living and/or existing. But I didn't realize how much I rationalize for this drug. In my conscious head I knew that it was bad...or not conducive to my idea of my "ideal life". But I tried to dull the effects of it...
I can't be cohesive right now...so I will come back to share some more thoughts. Plus something is wrong with this program...
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