God’s journey for me has taken me down many paths that I was not expecting. As these twists and turns came, so did feelings of rejection, abandonment, failure, fear, and shame. The fairy tale story I had always dreamed about wasn’t coming true, and I believed the lie that I was powerless to change the ending. The crushing weight of intense stress, anxiety, and emotions over what was going on in my life caused me to find rescue in the counterfeit arms of an eating disorder. However, it turned out to be the worst kind of cheater. Now, deeply entrenched, It didn’t rescue me but enslaved me, and I found myself fighting for my life. Despite seven years of various kinds of top-notch treatment, I couldn’t break free, and finally resigned myself to live the rest of my life ensnared. However, in my complete brokenness, hopelessness and desperation, God intervened and showed me the lies I believed about myself that kept me powerless and captive. That day in 2008 marked a turning point in my recovery and the eating disorder thoughts and urges to engage in behaviors slowly went away. Today, I still walk free of eating and body image issues, something I used to never think possible. Beloved, there is hope for your freedom too and from the depths of my heart, I pray that you would find it.