Ill just have three, that will be it, I told myself.

Everyone else was at the beach, and I had stayed back to sneak a treat.

Not even 10 minutes later, I had eaten 12 cookies.

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Guilt-ridden and angry at my weakness, I berated myself for once again losing control.

It was me versus food, and food was almost always winning.

It never worked for long, though, before I broke and binged on everything in sight.

What was wrong with me that I couldnt be carefree about eating and they could?

I spent so much time fighting my cravings while they just…well…ate.

Just eat and dont think so hard about it, my boyfriend at the time told me.

I looked at him like he had three heads.

Impossible, I thought.

For me, the need for control came from fearfear that Id overeat, fear that Id gain weight.

But the tighter I held on, the more I felt the need to let go.

And that just started another cycle of bingeing followed by restricting followed by bingeing.

Really, food had become my enemy.

I wish I could tell you that reframing my relationship to eating was easy, but it wasnt.

It was a process that lasted for a few years and I eventually did it.

I sought help from my medical doctor and from a dietitian.

There are so many more mental health resources today than there were back then.

I felt less miserable.

It was no longer feast or famine in my mind.

I felt a whole lot better physically, and for the first time in years I felt emotionally free.

But eventually my new habits stuck.

Do I still eat past the point of fullness sometimes?

Talking to a licensed therapist or registered dietitian (or both!)

who has experience helping people sort out their relationship with food can make a huge difference.

It did for me and it does for my patients.

As I said, this took time and introspection and work.

Changing your relationship with food takes time, and is for many people a lifelong commitment.

Youre not alonetrust me.