There's a power greater than myself...

That can relieve me of my compulsion. That one is God.

I've found my higher power.

Since my compulsion is deeper than I realized, I need to focus. Keep it up front. Arm myself with tools to fight the dopamine conditioning I have already damaged myself with.

The triggers are instant. And the prospect of food, the anticipation is releases more feel good than actually eating.

The conversation that I have to prepare is real. I talk about consequences, the conniving nature of this, I talk about the positive parts of making the right choices. I talk about pregnancy. I just have to do the right thing