May I ask, what is it with these late night kitchen raids that almost wreck my abstinence.
Now granted, yesterday was a tough day.
The thought of being without my Paul, the loss of my beautiful husband and grandmother, well would have put any sane person over the edge.
Lo and behold, I woke at 2 a.m. to proceed to the kitchen to chow down half a jar of reduced-fat peanut butter…stopped there, thank GOD!
Was this a true binge or just a slip? What constitutes a binge? Why am I eating late at night when I am barely conscious?
Step two: Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.
God, please help restore me to sanity and stop this late night binging. I am powerlessness over food and this late night carousing just demonstrates this.
I do know that there is a higher Power. Just tonight I attended an OA meeting in which just I and Mary attended. Rather than meeting we spent the time chatting with each other. Out of this chat came the lead for a sponsor, who I then immediately proceeded to contact when I got to my car. And, she is willing to meeting with me. And she is a twelve-step sponsor. You HAVE to be willing to work the big-book with her. She is a recovering alcoholic and compulsive over eater.
Again, in my desperation, God was there answering my needs.
God, just for tonight, no MID-NIGHT raids and that my call to a potential sponsor at least leads to a inquiry meeting.
God, just for tonight on night number #20, I pray to you to help me.