How OA Changed My Life Recovery To the Season By admin Posted on November 17, 2016 2 min read 0 Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Google+ Share on Reddit Share on Pinterest Share on Linkedin Share on Tumblr I’m writing out the holiday cards, wishing everyone good cheer. Suddenly it’s holiday time, but I don’t feel holiday-ish this year. Dinner with friends and family will surely brighten the day, but being around all that food concerns me more than I can say. “Thank you, God, that’s not my food,” has worked for me before, and when they ask, I’ll say, “No, thanks, I don’t want any more.” Holiday foods have always been a big part of the season. But this year I’m not eating them — I’m listening to the voice of reason. “Those foods aren’t treats; they’re poison!” my OA friends all say. I know it’s true. If I took one bite, I’d be throwing my life away. I’d hate myself, I’d want to die, and nothing else would matter but eating more and more and more, while growing fatter and fatter. Now I’m losing weight. I’m feeling great! My clothes are starting to fit. I’m calm and serene, my heart’s full of hope, and I really don’t want to quit. They say, “It gets better and better!” and “Don’t quit before the miracle comes.” Okay, why not? I’ll give it a shot. Light the candles, sing the carols, drum the drums. — Phyllis B., Danville, Kentucky US