Mouthpeace

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One day, I was trying out a new slow cooker recipe I had created, and I wanted to taste it before serving it to my family. The food was hot, and I wasn’t careful to blow on it. I burned my mouth. I burned it pretty bad. It dawned on me in that painful moment that I’ve spent most of my adult life with a burned mouth. I am a food addict and compulsive overeater. One of my prime compulsive food behaviors was eating out of all the pans, pots, and casserole dishes as I cooked for a family of six.

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