That’s right I did… Let me tell you about my affair.
I’ll start by telling you it was a big secret in the beginning.
I never let anyone know about it. I used to wait until I was alone and I would call my love who was always there for me guaranteed, no questions, arguments or judgment, just loved me the way I was.
I remember days that I felt lonely and I’d turn to my love and felt fulfilled.
Days that I didn’t feel too good about myself, my love would make me feel better.
Even the fat does were good days. As a matter of fact, my love helped me create more fat days and loved me anyway.
I tried many times to break up, but every time I did, my friends would encourage me to get back together.
My love would show up everywhere I went and try to get back in my life.
I told my love it was over, it wasn’t a healthy relationship and for awhile I was left alone,
but it was in those times of uncertainty, when I was depressed, afraid, or angry that I wanted my love the most.
I felt so secure and safe but knew it wasn’t a good relationship. It was so one sided.
It was unbelievable when I think what my love took from me and gave me nothing in return.
Made me feel I wasn’t enough and finally took everything from me.
I lost my relationships with my family, friends, money and my business started to suffer.
More importantly my love took my self-worth from me and made me feel so low, that I hated myself for it.
You wonder why I would stay in such a destructive relationship.
Well, I’ll tell you, I was hurting and in pain and didn’t know anyone else could help.
I didn’t know I could help.
I didn’t want to be alone and in reality I was the loneliest I have ever been.
Finally, I broke up with my love and found a new one.
I am no longer having an affair with my food.
– Lisa Lieberman-Wang