p.20 – Food and love. We begin eating compulsively because of reasons that have to do with the kind and amount of love that is in our lives or that is missing from our lives. If we haven’t been loved well, recognized, understood, we arrange ourselves to fit the shape of our situations. We lower our expectations. We stop asking for what we need. We stop showing the places that hurt or need comfort. We stop expecting to be met. And we begin to rely on ourselves and only ourselves to provide sustenance, comfort, and pleasure. We begin to eat. And eat.
p.23 – Love and compulsion cannot coexist. Love is the willingness and ability to be affected by another human being and to allow that effect to make a difference in what you do, say, become. Compulsion is the act of wrapping ourselves around an activity, a substance, or a person to survive, to tolerate and numb our experience of the moment. Love is a state of connectedness, one that includes vulnerability, surrender, self-valuing, steadiness, and a willingness to face, rather than run from, the worst of ourselves. Compulsion is a state of isolation, one that includes self-absorption, invulnerability, low self-esteem, unpredictability, and fear that if we faced our pain, it would destroy us. Love expands; compulsion diminishes.
The very purpose of compulsion is to protect ourselves from the pain associated with love.
p.24 – It is my belief that we become compulsive because of wounds from our past and the decision we made at that time about our self-worth – decisions about our capacity to love and whether, in fact, we deserve to be loved.
We make decisions based on our pain and the limited choices we had at that time. We make decisions based on how we made sense of the wounds and what we did to protect ourselves from being more wounded in that environment.
p.25 – At every moment, we are choosing either to reveal ourselves or to protect ourselves, to value ourselves or to diminish ourselves, to tell the truth or to hide. To dive into life or to avoid it.
p.103 – We eat the way we live. What we do with food, we do in our lives. Eating is a stage upon which we act out our beliefs about ourselves. As compulsive eaters, we use food to somatise our deepest fears, dreams, and convictions. Something is wrong when we find ourselves reeling into paroxysms of despair from eating a piece of garlic bread or three eclairs. Something is wrong when we feel we have to deprive ourselves of foods we love because we believe we would abuse them – or ourselves – if we allowed them in our lives. Something is wrong and we are using food to express it.
p.188 – Compulsion does not develop in a vacuum; it begins in relationship. Compulsion is what we restored to when we felt we didn’t matter to people who mattered to us.
p.199 – We are compulsive because of the way we feel about ourselves. There is a quality to the way we live our lives that is either compulsive or not compulsive. It is not about food or drink or drugs or work, although we may engage in those things compulsively. The hallmark of a compulsion is the inability to know when we’ve had enough. Of anything. Food, work, love, success, money. The hardest part about compulsion is that when the behavior ends, the emptiness does not.
p.202 – Not leaving when it gets hard. We wouldn’t be compulsive eaters if we knew how to stay when it got hard. But we have to practice. We have to pretend we know how to live. Making a commitment to a way of eating or to a relationship is the same: the commitment is to a way of living in the world. The commitment is to staying with yourself, not another person, not an eating program – and arranging your eating, work, relationships, and spiritual life according to your priorities. Doing what you need to do to let the life within you unfold and not letting yourself be seduced by glamour, money, fame, thinness, or the illusion that you can live a life free of pain.