"I was in a full binge! I went straight to the grocery store candy isle and grabbed handfuls of chocolate bars. Then I went to the frozen section and got a whole gallon of my favorite ice cream.
I kept going from isle to isle filling my cart with junk!
I didn't want to do it, but I felt like I couldn't stop.
I was so embarrassed that I actually bought a birthday balloon so the lady checking me out would think all this stuff was for a party.
I threw the bags into the car, then stared at the balloon floating in my backseat, and I started sobbing.
I cried all the way home, but even that didn't stop me
from making a huge tray
full of snacks.
I tried to numb the pain by eating myself sick. I'm at my wit's end. If you can't help me,
I don't know what I'm
going to do.
I've tried everything to stop eating sugar, but nothing has worked! This is my last resort..."
I heard stories like this, and many more, from clients over the last 23 years of helping people lose weight and break free from sugar compulsion.
There are all sorts of reasons that trigger sugar binges. Loneliness, an argument with a spouse, a tough day at work, bad memories from the
I chose to share this story about my client with the ballon because of what triggered her out-of-control binge. This is what she shared with me...
“I think what triggered my binge was the new diet I had began 48 hours earlier. I've desperately wanted to lose weight for a long time, but I couldn't seem to get the results I wanted fast enough to keep me motivated.
I heard about this new diet everybody was raving about that "got fast results." But I soon discovered the catch was you can't eat sugar or white flour for two weeks.
I read testimonials from others who said it was definitely a struggle, but the weight did come off fast.
When I learned the ultimate goal was to stay off sugar forever, I have to tell you, just the thought of never having sugar again almost gave me
a panic attack!
But I knew something had to change so I decided to try this diet. The first day was incredibly difficult and I tried to sleep as much of it away as possible.
The next day, instead of feeling stronger, I actually felt more depressed...and that scared me. By dinner time, I was downright angry!
I kept having flashbacks of my mom teasing me about my weight and shoving fruit in front of me during my birthday, when everyone else ate
MY birthday cake!
I think it was the combination of rebellion towards my mother and feeling so horrible that this voice in my head finally said...
"Screw it! If eating sugar makes you feel that happy, just go do it and get it
I felt like I was being tortured and that's when I snapped."