My turn to food happened when I was 13 after a mentally ill young man tried to rape me. I was riding my bike home from a horse back riding lesson (in France) when he pulled me off to the side of the road. Fortunately for me, a car came by before too much physical damage was done, and I was able to get back on my bike and race home. That marked the beginning of a very painful period of self consciousness and self loathing (self loathing because I froze and didn't fight back). I turned to food for comfort. My parents tried to do the right things and got me into counceling, but in all honesty, talking about my problems appeased the self loathing, but it didn't cure me of compulsively overeating - nothing has been able to do that....it's up to me. I have since come through a lot of my problems, simply by maturing and achieving some success in my professional and person life. And yet, the one thing I haven't been able to "conquer" is my obsession with putting food in my mouth. Overeating has cost me a lot - my ability to ride my horses, my ability to put on a swim suit and enjoy the Water the way I want to, my ability to sit comfortably in an airplane seat...... :nervous I'm really, really looking forward to sharing some of your all's success with this procedure. I'm through the second hoop, and am now waiting to meet the surgeon.
Thanks for sharing your very personal stories....it helps.