For much of my life, I survived on what I called the “dessert diet”. I was constantly seeking sugar, riding highs and crashes, mapping my days around getting my next fix. When menopause hit, I knew things had to change. My body could no longer cope, and my mind was filled with anxiety, self-judgment, and relentless cravings.

If you’re reading this, you know that ultra-processed food addiction isn’t just about willpower, macros, or meal plans. It’s about the moments when cravings hit. When shame, sadness, or overwhelm feel louder than your hunger. Maybe you’ve hidden wrappers in the trash or told yourself, “Tomorrow I’ll start over,” while feeling powerless in the present. If silence has ever felt louder than words, you are not broken. You are human. And there’s a better way forward.