Dammit … It IS Menopause!

I learned in my mid-twenties that when I have the faith, courage, and willingness to walk through life with healthy, normal, and appropriate behavior in all my relationships to the best of my ability, I do not need excess food to cope with life. One of my favorite mentors, Raffi, always said, “Remember, Precious Angel, overweight is faulty problem solving!” I agree.

W hen I don’t have enough faith, courage, or willingness to use healthy communication and self-care skills, I overeat. I call this temporary lack of faith, “padding my food.” Padding my food means I consume just slightly (or a lot) more food than my body needs to function properly. I say temporary because if I have stayed committed to exploring each isolated bout of padding my food, I have always returned to sane eating within 48 hours or less. I suppose if I were to pad my food enough times in a row without taking action to get back into the solution, the result would be weight gain. By the grace of God, I have never had to go there in the past 30+ years. One day at a time, I have always had the willingness to look at my feelings and learn an improved, more functional method to problem-solve in any given situation. And just an FYI, padding my food has never turned out to be the solution.