{"id":1391,"date":"2009-04-01T18:42:37","date_gmt":"2009-04-02T00:42:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/writings\/?p=179"},"modified":"2014-10-22T14:42:11","modified_gmt":"2014-10-22T14:42:11","slug":"my-food-addiction-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/2009\/04\/my-food-addiction-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"My Food Addiction, Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

So, there I was . . . working after school to feed my need for clothes and cool things and then my NEED for food.\u00a0 I say need for food, since by this time I was acting like an addict.\u00a0 I was sneaking food into my bedroom & supplying my younger brother with food so that he wouldn’t rat me out.\u00a0 It was common at this time, as I moved into High School, to eat an entire half gallon of ice cream in one night while drinking half or more of a 6pk or Root Beer [favorite youth soda].<\/p>\n

This was a pretty regular basis, maybe only once in a two week period; but it started something that I would not overcome until almost 2 decades later.\u00a0 I would also go out to eat after eating dinner and eat again, but something that I was craving or just wanted because I had money in my pocket.\u00a0 As you can see this behavior was very bad for me; in part or at the same time, I became a stress eater.\u00a0 Oh yeah!\u00a0 That made things worse.<\/p>\n

I don’t remember gaining weight, I don’t even remember, being self-conscience until I was in High School.\u00a0 Then I suddenly became very aware of my weight; but I didn’t think that I could do anything about it.\u00a0 I still remember the day that I weighted in at 293lbs, I was visiting a friend in Fort Worth.\u00a0 I don’t remember putting on the rest of the weight.\u00a0 It was just there.<\/p>\n

At some point I tried a few diets with my mother, they didn’t work.\u00a0 I believe that it was because I didn’t understand myself or my connection to food.\u00a0 I learned a little here & a little there.\u00a0 Then, in college, I had a cross county runner for a roommate & he ate all the time & he ate more than I did!\u00a0 What he ate was very different from my usually fair.<\/p>\n

wil becker
\n2009.04.01<\/p>\n

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So, there I was . . . working after school to feed my need for clothes and cool things and then my NEED for food.\u00a0 I say need for food, since by this time I was acting like an addict.\u00a0 I was sneaking food into my bedroom & supplying my younger brother with food so […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31],"tags":[415,416,417],"class_list":["post-1391","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal-story","tag-addiction","tag-food","tag-weight"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1391","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1391"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1391\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1920,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1391\/revisions\/1920"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1391"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1391"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ironwil.net\/cs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1391"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}