Eating became my haven since my childhood. Food became my comfort to fulfill the loss of my father. One minute I lived with my dad and with the blink of an eye I wasn’t. I suffered the bad choices of my mother’s vendetta towards my father. My world was turned upside down when I was taken to another state to live. As a child to be faced with this cruel reality was hard to comprehend. I was faced with living with complete strangers even if they were my family members. My father was a strict dad but protected me as much as he could. I was brought to a dysfunctional home where I was mistreated. Add to that household alcoholism emotional and physical abuse.
Definitely I grew up with major emotional issues that I’ve carried throughout my entire life. Still up to this day those scars lay heavy on my soul. From time to time I struggle with these demons even though I can cope with them better. I must say Ketogenic lifestyle has taught me to have a little more self control. This is my biggest struggle to let go of food for comfort and learn to eat for pleasure. A major turn around can’t wait to completely heal as I adjust to this life changing experience.