I am in the best shape of my life at age 38. But that»s not always been the case. As a child I developed a weight problem from emotional overeating. I lost my father at a young age and lived with my single mother and three siblings. I weighed 145lbs before I had even turned 13. I used food to compensate for every problem in my life. If I felt bad about something, was angry or upset, I ate. To make matters worse, I also used food like macaroni and cheese, chips, pizza, etc. to reward myself.
Entering my teenage years, I became much more concerned about my weight and appearance. I tried every weight loss fad available. My weight went up and down like a yo-yo. By age 15 I was borderline anorexic. My unhealthy obsession with food lasted throughout my teenage years and on into my adult life. The last straw was in response to a bad day at work; I bought a Cadbury egg and shoved the whole thing in my mouth at once. I came very close to literally choking myself to death. My response to stress was to eat. If I felt out of control, I ate. I knew I had to do something about it.