For two months, I’ve been attending Overeaters Anonymous meetings. As I worked Step One, my denial started to crumble. I became painfully aware of the ways my life was unmanageable due to my eating behaviors. I could not deny that my closet and drawers were full of clothes that no longer fit me. Only larger-size pants let me breathe when I bent over. I could not deny I did not like my body or how I felt about myself. This dislike slid into my relationship with my husband and caused friction in our marriage. Managing my own life brought me

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