For all the years I’ve tried to diet, there have been plenty of books and programs out there to try to assist.
I chose many different dietary assistant programs. In turn, I was always able to blame each one for “failing me”. I even complained about the agony on even starting a certain program. In the end, these were all just excuses of my own. It was the program’s fault …never mine.
People wanted to help me and I thought that I really wanted to change. I finally realized that the one person resisting and deaf to my screams for help was myself. I had become my own worst enemy, best eating buddy, and the one person who could come up with more excuses to get myself out of a diet without hesitation.
Now, I realize that as much as there are people and programs to help me, I really am still alone at certain times during the day and will always be responsible for myself my eating decisions. Learning to take control is the only way I think I will ever get to even making a dent in this lifelong battle.
Though I do believe there is hope. The fact that I have come this far proves it.