Guilt Free

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Freedom from the guilt of overeating—what a concept! Before OA, guilt wrenched me. It was my fault I was fat and unable to do something about it. I’m glad I jumped out of that depressing cycle. Without the guilt I can focus on recovery, which should have been my primary concern anyway! The path of recovery led me to eat three meals a day and cut out all trigger foods. I cannot say I am perfect, but I am on the right track. I keep coming back for the support. I cannot do it alone. — Crystal D., Chula Vista,

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