By Angie Schuller Wyatt

We can only confess what we first admit to ourselves.  And, it’s taken me several long, arduous years to admit it:  I’m in a toxic relationship . . .  with food.  In some sense, I’ve known it forever.  But recently, I’m coming to grips with the fact that this is a bigger problem than I have ever really acknowledged.  My therapist says I’m “owning my reality,” and that’s supposed to be a really good thing.  It doesn’t feel good.

This new awareness started in October with gentle nudges from God.  It’s only in hindsight that I know God was leading me.  At the time, food-related questions and thoughts kept flooding my mind.  Am I happy with my body image?  Will I always have health problems?  Why does dessert taste best when consumed... More...