It was 2009 and I was in RN nursing school. For psychology class, we had to attend a 12 step program and write a paper about it. In LPN school, I had attended an alcoholics anonymous 12 step program. I didn’t want to do AA again. At this point I had fallen off of the diet wagon. I was in my binging phase. I would only eat twice a day. For lunch, I would eat doughnuts or chocolate chip muffins or a cake. I would eat until I felt full. For dinner, I would eat whatever my mom cooked. I looked up a 12 step program for anorexia and I came across overeaters anonymous. There was a meeting very close to my house so I decided to go to it. When I arrived at the meeting, it was only 5 other people there. I was supposed to tell everybody that I was a nursing student and just sit in the back and not participate. I felt like they wouldn’t be honest if I said that. Everybody introduced themselves as an overeater. So I said, “Hi, my name is Shavawn and I’m an overeater.” Immediately after saying it, I could feel that it was the truth. My soul recognized that I was telling the truth. The class was on the step of making amends to people. I have to say that I had a prejudice against one of the women in the class. She was talking more than the others and she wasn’t overweight. All the other people, including myself were overweight. I had to check myself. When I first starting to overeat, I wasn’t overweight. So after the class was over I went to the grocery store. I bought a small pound cake and ate the whole thing when I got home. I had learned how to eat in public. I never binged in front of anyone. I always binged in private. When I was in public, I would eat healthy. While I was binging, all my problems would go away. It was like I was high. After the binge was over, I would feel guilty and weak. I didn’t love myself.