BY KAREN FRITZEMEIER
I am a food addict. There, I said it. Maybe you are wondering if you are, too. I’ve accepted and owned this reality. Now, I’ve started walking out the journey of working against my food addiction with God’s help.
Recently I attended a local Christian writer’s conference I went to last year as an acting out food addict. However, this year there was a vivid contrast for me over last year. This year, I attended as a food addict working against her addiction. Let me explain.
Last year, in the pits of food addiction, I was delighted to see the bowls of mini chocolate bars and other candies on every table. Between every session, I would eat a mini candy bar or two. There was a dessert reception Friday evening. I indulged in all types of dessert.
Since I roomed alone, it was a great opportunity to eat some extra goodies. I fell asleep in a sugar-numbed slumber.
For breakfast, I was thrilled to see the waffle maker at the hotel. After loading one up with butter and syrup, there were the three sausage patties. That was only the first part of breakfast.
I planned days before the conference to stop at Krispy Kreme, since there isn’t one in my town, and treated myself to hot glazed donuts. I purchased four glazed and a couple of cream-filled. I managed to eat four of them before the conference. The only disappointment was I felt too full to eat the remaining two because they wouldn’t be warm on the way home.
I felt sluggish and slow. It became difficult to concentrate on the speakers, but there were the bowls of candy bars, still on the tables, whenever I wanted to have a sugar boost. Lunch time came and I wasn’t hungry, but ate my boxed lunch anyhow, complete with a cookie.
On the way home, I cried in the car, feeling ashamed and frustrated because I was so food obsessed. To comfort myself, I stopped at Arby’s and purchased a large shake. Indulging didn’t bring me any peace, comfort or relief. All it brought was misery. I knew I was headed home and couldn’t eat this way in front of my husband and kids, so I wanted to get in one last treat.
Acting Against Food Addiction
This year I went with a plan. To survive the possible bowls of chocolate again, I knew it would be good to have some healthy alternatives available. I took nuts and snacks, which didn’t include sugar. I enjoyed the afternoon sessions and soaked in everything I could from the speakers. Mercifully, there were no bowls of chocolates on the tables this year, only one set up at the check-in.
The dinner was delicious. I chose the pecan-crusted fish, loaded up on vegetables and skipped the roll. I could tell you about the people I sat with and the conversation I enjoyed with them.
After the evening key note address there was again a dessert reception. I walked out of the auditorium to my car without looking at the dessert display. Because of how tired I was, I knew it would be too tempting. I returned to the hotel and did water exercises in the pool. The reward for swimming was the whirlpool where there were two other women traveling from out of state. We had a fun conversation. I felt relaxed and clear-headed.
When I got back up to my room, my roommate from the conference and I enjoyed chatting about our lives. In fact, it was hard to stop talking and go to sleep. I went to sleep peacefully and felt excited about the break-out sessions scheduled for the next day.
In the morning, I enjoyed a couple of hard boiled eggs. This time the hotel’s location didn’t require passing by Krispy Kreme on the way to the conference, but I didn’t consider this an option. When we had our boxed lunch, I took out the cookie and gave it to a friend. There was a fresh Michigan apple also in the box. This was a perfect alternative.
Last year, all I thought about was the food. This year, I could tell you more about the people I met, the conversations I enjoyed, the speakers and how my heart was encouraged to keep writing.
A week after the conference, I had an appointment with my rheumatologist. I was delighted when the scale showed a loss of two pounds. There were a few tears of joy on the way home because this was my first loss in four months.
I am still struggling every day. Struggling to keep my thoughts and actions lined up with what God wants for me, but hope is growing and new habits are being cultivated.
For a food addict, support is so necessary. I’m glad I have Sweet Change Group for my support system. One of Teresa’s weekly videos in our Sweet Change Group gave some specific advice about planning ahead in social situations. The group also supported me in prayer while I was at the conference. I knew they would be waiting for my report about how it went. I couldn’t wait to share the good news. Praise God, compared to last year, I feel full of hope for the future, both for writing and weight loss.
Here’s the truth, I know I am a food addict. I don’t think Paul was talking about food addiction in 2 Corinthians, but this scripture is what I had to do. I admitted my weakness. God says, “My grace is enough. It’s all you need. My power is made complete in your weakness.”
As a food addict, I must go into any situation with God’s plan and stick with it. The results are way more than just weight loss. A clear mind, the ability to connect with and enjoy others and the peace which always comes when I know I’m following what God desires for me are over-the-top wonderful.
If you feel you are a food addict, there is help for you. Having lost more than 260 pounds, I understand the ins and outs of this monster. In Sweet Change Weight Loss Coaching Group, we’re going back to the basics to help you lose instead of gain during the holidays. Right now, get $10 a month off our two-month commitment price. If God and I can do this, God and you can. The special offer is good for a limited time. Just go HERE.
Karen Fritzemeier is a homeschooling mom to two children. She and Dean have been married for nine years and live in Michigan. For other posts by Karen, go here. She blogs at http://blueandgreentogether.com/.