New Construction

I got abstinent while working on a construction site with a team of very big, caring, and supportive guys. I told them my ugly stories of how I used to binge on quantities of flour and sugar. They got to see the difference between me as an abstinent person versus me as a person deep in a food fog, and they preferred the abstinent me.

One day a worker who was not familiar with my program offered me a sugar product. Before I could politely decline, one of my co-workers immediately jumped out of his chair, pointed a menacing finger at the man, and shouted, “Don’t offer her food!”

How’s that for support?