I was at the treatment center to get control of my eating, right?  Well, I didn’t see a nutritionist until about 3 days after I started treatment and my old, angry self was extremely annoyed by this.  I’m sure there was a method to the madness but I didn’t (and still don’t) see what it was.

Once I saw the nutritionist, it was explained that diets just don’t work and I wasn’t going to be given a plan to facilitate weight loss.  Weight loss would be a secondary result if I followed the food plan and became a normal eater.  What?!?!?!?  All I wanted to know was how I could stop bingeing and lose all this weight.  This was a totally foreign concept to me because losing weight had ALWAYS been the primary reason I followed any eating regimen.  Were they crazy?  How was I going to assimilate this new way of thinking about food?  Could I even get on board with it?

I finally decided that, yes, I could get on board because all of my old strategies hadn’t worked and I was desperate to get healthier.  Little did I know, this would completely change my whole perspective on food, dieting and eating and drastically change the course of my life.