Struggling with binge eating disorder has been a heavy burden to carry, but I refuse to let it define me. As a 45-year-old man, seeking treatment for my disorder has been a difficult but necessary step towards reclaiming control of my life. It’s not easy, and there are certainly good days and bad days, but I’ve found hope in the progress I’ve made so far. I’ve learned that it’s okay to ask for help, and I’m grateful for the support I’ve received from my loved ones and healthcare professionals. If there’s anyone out there who’s feeling hopeless or alone in their struggle with binge eating disorder, please know that you’re not alone. There is hope, and recovery is possible. Let’s continue to support and uplift each other on this journey towards healing.