Or cut out whole food groups in pursuit of clearer skin, a flatter stomach or smaller behind.
I piled on weight after eating for two during the pregnancy and didn’t stop after I gave birth.
Now I’m 49 and have fluctuated between the two sizes ever since.
That’s decades spent on a perpetual merry-go-round of eating very little, hitting my target weight, then putting every pound back on again, without acknowledging what a wretched way to live that is'While her home was junk-free, she would secretly gorge on sugary, fatty snacks in her car after work.
Like a true addict, she’d pay cash, so it wouldn’t show up on bank statements.
But her insistence on her family eating only healthy, home-cooked meals, along with a sugar ban for the children, was a veneer behind which she hid her own troubling eating habits.
Now, Amanda (above) says: 'I’m 49 and have fluctuated between the two sizes ever since.
The Food Of Love (Lake Union Publishing) tackles some uncomfortable truths.
The protagonist is a mother of an anorexic teenage girl who is herself obsessed with her daily diet.
Those around her would say ‘Oh, you eat like a little bird’ and she’d take that as praise, bolstering her self-esteem. Countless times, I’ve loudly declared I’m dieting — that I won’t be fat for much longer because I’m ‘being good’ — only to sneakily scoff six slices of buttered toast in between meals.