Today I read an article that stated that more that 75% of women act weird around food. The article was promoting being what they called a "Happy Eater" and I was confronted with the likelihood that I was one such case. I have come so far since my struggle with an eating disorder that I felt I could dismiss the article completely. However, as I thought about it I realized that I mostly have a good relationship with food; but, there is still apart of me that falls into new traps. I no longer view food as a source of comfort, I no longer mindlessly eat. But I do feel guilty sometimes when I eat dessert and missing a workout can really ruin my day. I do not fear food anymore but I do fear loosing control. I fear that one day I will wake up and I will be right where I started, unhealthy, overweight, and miserable. I allow what I eat to alter how I view myself.
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