After years of yo-yo dieting and berating myself for never sticking to any long-term health plan, I vividly remember the day everything changed for me. I had prayed, I had cried, I had gritted my teeth over and over again, determined that this time, this diet, would be different. But just a few weeks (or maybe months) later, I would be right back where I started; disgusted with myself, depressed, and feeling the heavy, invisible chains of emotional eating wrapped around my body like Jack Marley's ghost in Dickens "A Christmas Carol". More...
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