Diversity Breakup Note By admin Posted on May 1, 2017 1 min read 2 Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Google+ Share on Reddit Share on Pinterest Share on Linkedin Share on Tumblr Overeating, you were in control of my life for a while. You ruined my life, took away my friends, isolated me, made me sick, knocked me down, destroyed me . . . and I let you. I didn’t fight back. I welcomed you every chance I got and let you hurt me, and I actually enjoyed it for years—until the day I realized you were killing me. I started to walk away. You fought me. You kept calling to me so loudly it was deafening, and I would go back and let you hurt me again. Even now you call to me, but now your voice is fainter and harder to hear. I am in Overeaters Anonymous, and I am stronger; you can only hurt me now if I let you. You are no longer in control of my life. No longer can you knock me down. I am in Overeaters Anonymous, and I am in control of my life. I am healing, and soon your voice will be gone. — Stephanie C.