Dear Annie:
It is my experience as someone obsessed about my weight- and I mean super obsessed- that it was the place where my fear, or anxiety nested. Meaning my occupation with my weight “protected” me or kept my mind away from my original fear, in my case, the fear of being left alone because my mother often threatened suicide. Now, this is MY fear, my original fear, the one before all fears, I believe. This is the dread that I was afraid of being aware of. It is a personal thing, only you have the knowing inside you of the nature of your fear and what you truly need.
anita