I don’t know if everyone on here is speaking from experience so I will.
food is my best friend, my happy place, when I feel any kind of emotion (especially sadness) I reach for my favourite comfort food. No amount of not having binge foods in the house can stop me, I’ll just find something else.
2 years ago, I had a word with myself and the only way I could avoid comforting myself with food was to walk. I walked around the town, the countryside 3 or 4 times a day, wherever I could without money, to avoid binging. It took 6 months but I lost 2.5 stone and was fairly happy.
Now that worked for me, as someone who was/is an addictive eater it was the only thing that worked.. and I tried it all.
comfort eating is such a compulsion and because it makes us feel so good, it very hard to let go off. From time to time I slip up, but I’ve never went back to the way I was. It still takes hard work and I still love food but it’s worth it.