When I became an adult, I realized my father had suffered from a disease similar to my disease of compulsive overeating. His was “compulsive hoarding disorder.” Over the years, I’ve developed a much more compassionate view of his bizarre behavior, and I credit my participation in OA for this realization . . . and for my ability to forgive him. My dad had been a young man during the Great Depression and suffered greatly during that time, so I can understand how his disease developed in him. However, I’m also aware of the chaos, dysfunction, and shame I grew up with

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