[post_page_title]In the throes of addiction[/post_page_title]
Molly’s relationship with food was anything but healthy. It felt like she had no control over her own life. Like someone – or more accurately, something – was in the driver’s seat. She wasn’t the one in charge of her own life’s story – food was. It was, in a sense, the driving force behind everything she did and occupied her mind constantly. Whenever she wasn’t actually eating, she was probably thinking about the next meal. It was all she could do to keep from unraveling.
