Overeaters Anonymous saved a life
DEAR ABBY: I want you to know that you saved my life. I was a lonely, desperate woman, dying a slow and painful death. I had an eating disorder and weighed more than 400 pounds. I was taking many different medications and suffering from depression, high blood pressure and other ailments. Most of them were the result of my addictive eating. I wore a size 52 dress and had 89-inch hips. I wanted to die.
One day, I saw a letter you had printed from a woman who seemed to know what I was feeling. She had gone to a 12-step program and was happy, successful and free from her addictive eating disorder.
Seeing her letter gave me a spark of hope. I found a program called Overeaters Anonymous and began attending meetings. I took a sponsor and am in recovery from the food addiction. I lost more than 300 pounds and have lived in a normal-sized body for eight years.
Thanks to that letter in your column, and your continuing support of the 12-step programs, I am living a life that I never imagined possible. No words can ever express the gratitude I feel for what you have done for me and many others. Please keep the word going that there is hope for us, no matter how far down we are. — JANET IN ORLANDO, FLA.
DEAR JANET: Thank you for a heartwarming letter. It’s gratifying to know you were helped because of something you read in my column. I hope your success will inspire others who also suffer from compulsive overeating.
Overeaters Anonymous has more than 6,500 groups in more than 80 countries. There are no requirements for membership except a desire to stop eating compulsively. I have attended some of the meetings. There is no shaming, no weighing and no embarrassment — only a fellowship of compassionate people.
Chapters are in almost every city, but anyone who has difficulty locating one should go to www.oa.org, or send a long, self-addressed stamped envelope to Overeaters Anonymous World Service Office, P.O. Box 44020, Rio Rancho, NM 87174-4020. The email address is info@oa.org.
DEAR ABBY: We have a friend who lives in another city and takes a lot of trips. She visits me a couple of times a year. When she does, she brings along a large photo album from her most recent vacation and insists we sit down with her so she can give us a running commentary about each snapshot. Her travelogues last an hour or more.
We’re pleased that our friend enjoys her trips, but we no longer wish to be subjected to her “presentations.” How can we gently explain this to her? — WEARY IN THE WEST
DEAR WEARY: The next time your houseguest hauls out her photo album, try this: Tell her you’d love to hear about her trip, but you’d like her to show you only two or three of her “favorite” pictures from her most memorable destination. That may narrow the field and shorten the monologue.