I have- for as long as I can remember- been completely addicted to food and when I wasn't binging and actually was able to restrict calories- it still was the constant thing on my mind. I have prayed for (basically as long as I can remember) to just lose weight and be normal. I prayed without thinking God would answer that prayer because it was me who was overeating and I had to do something about it- not God. Yes- He knows every hair on my head, Yes he is interested in every detail of my life- I knew it- but I guess I didn't believe it. Not with my whole heart. And then one day- it just happened where I can enjoy food for the pleasure it was meant to bring without eating a weeks worth in a sitting. I went for pancakes and eggs at a restaurant and I enjoyed it without eating to the point of wanting to vomit and without feeling guilt for going. I can't tell you how beyond blessed I am and so shocked when my prayers are answered. I shouldn't be. And I can't explain how I know, deep down, that as the pounds come off they will never be coming back. I just know. He heard my prayers. I don't know where life would have taken me had I pursued things I would have felt comfortable pursuing if I were thin. And I regret terribly eating myself to 296 pounds at the age of 27 because I have enough skin for 2 people. But I love the life I have and I am beyond blessed. I love to lift weights and eat all foods- whatever I want- while staying in a deficit. CICO for life. 💪🏻💗🍕🧁🤸🏼‍♀️