So you want to lose weight but you can't stop eating?

God knows I have heard and lived that before. I feel like I have a head full of valuable knowledge on how you to can stop eating, yet I have no real idea how to put it on paper in a manner that will help you. But I will give it my best try.

I know your plan is to discover a way to stop overeating and start losing weight and you're reading this article with pure excitement. Believe me, I bought more books and pamphlets than I can remember on how to lose weight.

I was always bound and determined to find the one source of information that was going to free me forever from my food insanity. Problem, nothing ever provided the quick fix I was looking for. Nothing ever worked fast enough and I always found myself left discouraged and disappointed. And the biggest problem of all was that I was seeking a way to lose weight when I needed to find the way to quit eating. Weight wasn't my problem, eating was.

It seemed a lot of my life was discouraging and disappointing. I found out later, that is why I ate.

Back to my initial point; I know your plan is to quickly learn the secret to how to eat for all the right reasons, but I have a need to start at the beginning. I want you to know who I am and where I came from before I tell you how I got better.

It is important to me that a relationship is built. I want you to understand the process not just the ending. Please stay with me. I promise I will get to the best part before long. I mean, this isn't a very long article.

I grew up a middle child until my baby brother was born when I was seven. Then there was four. I have since learned that being a middle child is a dilemma in itself, although I don't associate that with being a problem in my life. I wish it were that simple.

I suppose I had a normal upbringing. I am sure there was the occasional family problem or crisis but nothing to terribly severe, at least nothing I can remember. I had an older brother and a younger sister. My older brother picked on us something fierce and I in turn took it out on my sister. But what siblings don't have rivalry? Show me submissive children and I will show you children who are terrified of their parents.

We were not children who were scared of adults. In fact I have to say just the opposite was true. We weren't afraid of anyone. We were carefree children as I believe all children should be. Maybe a little to free for critical neighborhood parents, but

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