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BUT IN THE MEANTIME...
The desperation you feel right now? I remember it like it was yesterday. Me. Sitting perfectly still on the floor of my immaculately furnished office, knowing it was over.
My marriage, gone.
My business, also gone.
And along with it drifted the last smoky fragments of any hope for my future.
It wasn't supposed to be like this, was it?
This was not how the story was supposed to end. My Prince Charming was supposed to PROTECT me, not LEAVE me with a mountain of unpaid bills, a broken heat and a throbbing fear in the pit of my stomach that no amount of ice cream could dull.
As my fingers caressed the wrapper on ANOTHER block of chocolate, I wondered… was there ANYTHING that could stop me from eating it?
Because the evidence of my bulging stomach was looking looking pretty grim, and all Hershey bar wrappers pointed to, no.
Not even the fact that I already felt sick to my stomach could stop me.
The inner need for relief.
The deep, dark fear within me that cried like a beast to be fed.
“You’re lazy. Look at you. Fat. Broke. Alone” the voice in my head recited over and over again, and the worst part?
The worse part?
I was pretty sure that fear was right.
I WAS overweight.
I WAS broke.
And now, I was totally and utterly ALONE.
Just the word strikes fear into the heart of single women everywhere.
And it was at that point, as I sat in the midst of debt collection notices and melted chocolate wrappers, that I realised…
Surely if I could CHOOSE to be miserable with my body and my weight and my life then I could CHOOSE to be UN-miserable?
If there was ever a time in my life when food was NOT my method of love, comfort, reward (and punishment), then it HAD to be possible to be that way again, right?
If I could break the pattern of self destructive eating once and for all.
With renewed hope I gathered myself (and the remnants of my dignity) up off the floor and began to journal.
I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and as I did, what was revealed to me SHOCKED me to my very CORE.
After thirty years of STRUGGLING with my weight, I now saw with crystal CLARITY why I was making EVERY LAST DECISION I was making not only with FOOD, but my entire LIFE.
In 90 minutes I had created a system. A system that took me from CONFUSED and DISAPPOINTED with my eating and myself to empowered, motivated and INSPIRED to change.
Over the following days, weeks and months, excess weight literally FELL OFF my body.
Chocolate cake? Oh no thanks. None for me.
I now had a FAST TRACKED SYSTEM that allowed me to breakthrough over thirty years of conflict with food and gain a momentum and assurance that I was in TOTAL CONTROL of my body, my weight and my LIFE.
And the VERY best part?
Now I’m sharing it with YOU!
I have worked with over 1,000 women worldwide and I know what it takes to get real results. How can I say that? Because, honey... I’ve lived it.
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