Food Addicts In Recovery Anonymous

Plagued by a lifetime of anxiety and repeated hospitalizations for depression, this transgender man took refuge in food. As his addiction progressed, everyday tasks and the most basic self-care seemed impossible. With anger issues escalating at work, diabetes so out of control he was losing his eyesight, and thousands of dollars spent on therapy, things were only getting worse. He knew he couldn’t...

I grew up a middle child in a single parent family, until my life changed at the age of five when I moved in with my aunt and uncle. I would eat everything in the kitchen, and then deny, deny, deny -- or blame it on the dog.  At school, I felt like a square peg in a round hole and was often in trouble for misbehaving. After school, I would prepare a packaged meal with eight servings and then eat i...

While putting food on the table and keeping the lights on were ongoing challenges at home, my family showed their love through large quantities of food. At school, I was always the biggest person in my class. TV shows and magazines about weight loss only made the cravings worse. I worked hard at the gym and then rewarded myself with food. Once I had my own money and was able to buy what I wanted,...

She did not have weight to lose, but knew she was in serious trouble with binge eating. Repeated trips to fast food and convenient stores looking for “pep” and answers in food, she was overwhelmed, hopeless, and certain Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) couldn’t help. The more she ate, the emptier she felt. Today she feels content and satisfied, and she gets to be the best version of herself...

I was an anxiety-ridden child. I was uncomfortable in my own skin and felt as if I just never fit in. Looking for relief, I made food my solution. I hoarded food, stole food, and stole money to buy food. Graduating to other substances, I was smoking cigarettes at eleven years old, and using alcohol and marijuana by sixteen. When my doctor prescribed diet pills and then more diet pills, I was rocki...

As a kid, I would eat everything that was put in front of me and then go back for seconds. But I was thin, so my weight wasn’t an issue. As I grew up, I ate to escape: from work stress, from family relationships, and from fear in general. I was wracked with so much worry and resentment that, night after night, I had difficulty sleeping. I turned to food in the shape of huge meals, constant snackin...

From my earliest memories, I was never satisfied. No matter how much I got, I wanted more. I felt like everyone else had life’s instruction manual, but I felt alone and awkward. In school I found my solace in food and Teen Beat magazine. After college, I decided a geographical cure would solve my problems, hoping that as soon as I crossed the border into Minnesota, I would be able to stop eating....

I grew up an only child with two loving parents, but my expectations were so high I never believed anyone loved me enough. I was left with a deep emptiness that I tried to fill with food, constantly fantasizing about what I’d eat next, and figuring out how to sneak food without anyone seeing. When my parents would go out at night, I could eat whatever I wanted, oscillating in my own Bermuda Triang...

At 58 years of age, I argued that I didn’t really eat much, but you don’t get to be 300 pounds without eating. In reality, I was a fast food guy in denial. I never ate breakfast, but I would stop at the drive-thru, eat in my car, and binge all day at the office. I had high blood pressure and type 2 diabetes. When my doctor gave me the foodaddicts.org website and asked me to attend at least one FA...

Nineteen years old, 245 lbs., and completely out of control with food, I could not get it together to apply to colleges, get my driver’s license, or even get out of bed. Lonely and depressed, “eh, whatever” became my mantra. Even after losing 100 pounds in Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA), I still treated my program as a diet. When I started to put weight back on, I got honest and became se...

On the outside, she would light up a room with smiles and positive energy. A competitive athlete who also had a penchant for traveling the world, her life looked like a dream. On the inside, however, she was plagued with deep insecurity and anxiety from a young age. When poor body image crossed paths with always wondering if she would ever fit in, she began to exercise excessively to make up for t...

Fueled by willpower, high moral standards, and determination, I successfully controlled my weight for extended periods. However, by my early twenties, my eating was out of control and I was overweight and hopeless. After each 10,000 calorie binge, I would curl up in bed crying in pain and swear this would be the last time, knowing I could not stay stopped. I tried therapy to deal with my overeatin...

Over time, she went from being a picky eater, to an under-eater, to an emotional eater, to a binge eater. After getting sober in another 12-step program, her eating got completely out of control, and she realized she was still practicing a lethal addiction. To control her weight, she trained at the gym at 4am, spent money on herbal concoctions, and listened to subliminal meditations. After joining...

I’d heard about Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA), but at my first meeting, when I didn’t see anyone who looked like me, I assumed no one there would understand my culture. I had gained and lost 50 to 100 pounds over and over again, and kept trying diets, extreme exercise, weight loss gurus, positive affirmation coaches, and bulimia. I even had a high-risk lap band surgery. Nothing worked. I...

Battling the war with food and dieting for 20 years, this African-American woman was constantly looking for anything on the outside that could make her feel better on the inside. An overachiever, she could work highly demanding professional jobs, shoving down caffeine and sugar. On weekends, she holed up at home in her bathrobe, ordering takeout and feeling suicidal. Nothing at the grocery store o...

Diabetes ran in this Black woman's family, so she understood that amputation, blindness, heart attack, and stroke were real dangers as long as she continued to eat addictively. Nevertheless, she was stunned when her doctor prescribed insulin for the rest of her life. In recovery, she found a new way to approach eating and food that supported rather than destroyed her health. Healthy and insulin-fr...

She was intensely driven by obsession with self and the perfect body. Dieting left her miserable, with the perennial question, “What do you do after the diet?” Once she found her way to Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) years of misery ended in a flash, and she now has the resiliency and capacity to deal with life that she never had before.

Se pasó años buscando una solución a su sobrepeso, sin saber que era adicta a la comida. Repetía patrones familiares poco saludables. Su crecimiento en el programa fue lento hasta que pudo dejar de mentirse a sí misma y a sus seres queridos. Es una historia de transformación, de vivir en la sombras a vivir con integridad.

At work, with a file cabinet packed with food, he created concoctions at his desk. After work, he hit the vending machines. Expensive diets, gadgets, subliminal audiotapes, metabolism boosters, weight-loss programs; nothing helped until he heard, “Just go to an FA meeting.”

This chubby child transformed into a teen party girl in New York City, but cute clothes, college, boyfriends, and world travel did not solve her problems with food. Filled with rage, she used bulimia, smoking, marijuana, and other drugs to stay thin. After finding Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) at 24, she built a rich and amazing life in recovery. Beating cancer twice, she now walks with...

Anxious, depressed, and tortured by uncontrollable, self-destructive eating, she went from cheerleader to punk rocker to looking for geographic cures. At age 22 she heard stories of healthy, bright-eyed food addicts in recovery at her first meeting, and she said, “Sign me up.”

I didn’t care about stomach aches, dental cavities, skin breaking out – I just wanted to eat. But finally, with the help of Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) meetings, I could say, I am a food addict and I need help.

Always feeling she wasn’t enough, this food addict struggled, ate, covered up her eating, tried to exercise it off…and repeat. When she heard people in Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) talk about food the way she thought about it, she knew she was home.

He started raiding the kitchen at age six and by age eight was a lonely, emotional binge eater. Then, as a young Black man over 300 pounds, a room full of women in Food Addicts in Recovery Anonymous (FA) showed him the way to love, peace, serenity, and a healthy body.

Her health was failing fast: asthma, diabetes, multiple medications, physical agony...not to mention depression, isolation, and shame. “Now I ride horses! I ride bikes! Thanks to FA, today I enjoy a life second to none.”