I have tended to think of food not so much as a satisfier of hunger but as a reward for all the stress I endure.

I have tended to use food as both a comfort and a strength even when I have not been hungry.

I have found that being full has often been irrelevant in deciding when to stop eating.

I have found that I have sometimes put on weight even when I am trying to diet.

Other people have expressed repeated serious concern about my excessive eating.

I have often preferred to eat alone rather than in company.

When I have definitely eaten too much I have tended to feel defiant as well as disappointed in myself.

I have preferred to graze like a cow throughout the day rather than ever allow myself to get hungry.

I have had three or more different sizes of clothes in my adult (non-pregnant if female) wardrobe.

I have been aware that once I have consumed certain foods I have found it difficult to control further eating.