Doctors love to say “Eat in moderation.” But what happens when moderation isn’t just hard, it feels impossible? What happens when food isn’t simply fuel, but the thing you’ve leaned on for comfort your whole life?

Since my teenage years, I’ve used food the way an alcoholic uses a drink. It was how I coped with the chaos—abuse, rejection, heartbreak, and all the messy ups and downs of life. It didn’t matter if it was late at night or in the middle of the day, as food was my safe place. Or so I thought.

But here’s the truth: it was slowly destroying me.

Years of overeating eventually led me to gastric bypass surgery. You’d think that kind of wake-up call—nine years ago now—would have fixed things. However, old habits have a way of sneaking back in, especially when the root issue is never fully addressed.

Today, I’m facing a fatty liver diagnosis, endless nausea, vomiting, itching, and pain that feels like it’s pressing against my ribs. You’d think this would have been my rock-bottom moment, but apparently, I’m a little hardheaded. Still, in these last couple of weeks, reality has hit me: if I want to live a long, healthy life with my husband, I have to make changes now.

This isn’t just about weight.
It’s about my life.
It’s about my family.
It’s about the calling God has placed on me.

The Bible is clear about the dangers of overindulgence—not just in food, but in anything. Proverbs 25:16 says:

“If you find honey, eat just enough—too much of it, and you will vomit.”

This simple proverb paints a vivid picture: even something good will make you sick if you consume too much of it. Self-control isn’t just a nice idea—it’s a matter of life and death.

Gluttony isn’t always about giant feasts or bingeing at every meal. Sometimes it’s the quiet, secret overindulgence. Sometimes it’s that extra serving you don’t need but crave because you’re stressed, lonely, or angry. And the danger is that if we don’t address it, it can spiral into more severe eating disorders like binge eating.

If you’re reading this and thinking, “That’s me,” please know you’re not alone. Breaking free from food as a coping mechanism isn’t just about willpower; it’s about getting help. Whether that’s counseling, support groups, accountability partners, or medical guidance, it’s worth the effort.

Because the truth is, you’re not “too old” to change. You’re not “too far gone.” You’re not stuck with this for life.

Your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. It’s a gift, and we honor the Giver when we take care of it.

Today, I’m making a choice. Not just for me, but for my family. Not just for my health, but for the work God still has for me to do.

And maybe, just maybe, today can be your choice too.