Why do I have to be “restored to sanity”?

• First of all, let’s be clear that I am not insane. I have a job, I went to college. I have won awards for this and that. I have a family, a house, and two cars in the garage. I have pets. I am normal. I am successful.
• I resent the idea that I’m insane. I’m like everyone else.
• I love to eat. What’s wrong with that?
• I keep gaining weight but that’s okay these days. There are lots of places to buy clothes my size and I can own my own kind of beauty.
• I should be proud but I’m not.
• I would rather be thin. I hurt all the time and I’m afraid what might happen to me as I get older.
• I try to diet but it never works for very long.
• I can’t eat like other people. I watch them and they can stop after a few bites. Then I can see them watching me and I am embarrassed and ashamed.
• I don’t seem to be able to stop eating until I’m so full I have to stop. And then when I stand up, I realize I’m way too full. Then I hurt again.
• I hate myself in the morning when I get up and swear I will not eat too much today.
• I get angry real easy with my family. I hate them. I don’t want anyone telling me what to do!
• I’m getting to where I go to fast food places by myself and eat in the car and then throw away the wrappers so no one will know. I almost had a car wreck because I wasn’t watching the road. I was too busy stuffing my mouth.
• The other day, I got food out of the garbage.
• And, I even ate partially frozen food because I couldn’t wait. The microwaves just aren’t fast enough!
• Is this insanity?