Confessions of a Food Addict
Glo's writer opens up about her out-of-control eating habits and how she finally learned to deal with her addiction
Time to face my addiction. For me, addiction meant that food controlled me; I didn't control my food. I joined a support group and cut sugar and white flour from my diet. Not "mostly," not "usually," but absolutely and completely.
I talked ad nauseam, to therapists, friends and strangers, about what my parents did—and it never, ever helped me conquer my addiction to food. However, as a card-carrying adult, no longer could I blame my parents, my divorce, a car crash or a broken fingernail for my addiction. The past may have been responsible for triggering my disease, but I'm responsible for my cure.
I now eat three meals a day, weighed and measured, with no snacking in between. I believe that processed white flour and sugar are actually addictive substances, and cause us to crave more, ever more. (And, YES, honey, brown sugar, molasses, glucose and fructose all count as sugar.) For me, one bite of sugar or white flour is too much, yet all the sugar and white flour in the world is never enough.
When I stopped putting these things into my body, I stopped overeating, and the cravings died down. They haven't disappeared completely, but now they are so much easier to ignore: quiet chirps rather than the ravenous roars they'd been.
Recent studies by the National Institutes of Health have shown that brain scans of food addicts undergo the same changes and sustain the same damage as those of cocaine users. And that granulated sugar is more addictive than cocaine.
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