by Christina Fisanick Greer, Ph.D. Optimistic Food Addict I was up late working, like usual, when a message popped up from a man that I dated 25 years ago. Although the conversation started out with both of us commiserating about being up late,…
Three years ago today I entered recovery for food addiction/binge eating disorder. The first year was like sitting on that proverbial pink cloud. After I got past the withdrawal from sugar and flour, life got easier. I continued to work one on one…
by Christina Fisanick Greer, Ph.D. Just hours old Newborn nurses, picking up my round legs giggle: “Look, mama, her thighs are so big.” Age 11 Mom, clearly disgusted by my behavior: “You’re having another bowl of potato salad? You just ate two. How…
by Christina Fisanick Greer, The Optimistic Addict For years my daily mood was measured not by my health or by daily activities but by the bathroom scale. That number could send me soaring into happy heights or drowning in a pit of sorrow…
I apologize for the gap between my last email and this one, but I was working hard on finishing up my book, The Optimistic Food Addict: Recovering from Binge Eating Disorder. It is now with my publisher being edited. We are planning for…
“Oh the weather is mighty frightful…” At least it is here on the east coast of the United States. Many of us are battling heavy snow and wind this weekend, keeping us inside for far more hours than usual. The temptation to make…
My body was rotting from the inside out. Twenty-eight years of bingeing and dieting had finally caught up to me, and the results were obvious to anyone who came near me. I stank. My gastrointestinal track was so diseased that I had constant…
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be able to make peace with my body. If I will ever be able to appreciate it for all its bumps and bulges and disproptions. I want to love every inch of it, but I often…
My Grandmother Jean was known for being a big talker. She told family stories, horror stories, funny stories. Although her specialty was dirty jokes, I remember her most for her words of wisdom. She repeated the same clichés that we all do, like…
“Our souls are not hungry for fame, comfort, wealth, or power. Our souls are hungry for meaning, for the sense that we have figured out how to live so that our lives matter.” ~Harold Kushner I’m a woman of many hungers. I hunger…
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