Join Overeaters Anonymous. It works. There are frum groups everywhere, but you can join a goyish one.
It’s not christian, it’s haskafahicly sound, it’s merely dealing with each person’s individual God – for us, Hashem.
You can ask any Rov who’s in the velt. It’s muttar – and it gets the job done. “Came for the vanity; stayed for the sanity”.
I am a big believer in the 12 step when dealing with any addiction, and food is none the less an addiction to cocaine to many. “More motivation” Richard Simmons style ain’t gonna help.
It’s seems like your addicted “it’s not what you’re eating, but what’s eating you”. And it seems like you’re ready to give up.
Which is great, because it means you can go to OA. You can only join if you are hopeless. OA is for hopeless people, who somehow found hope – and success.
But leave your husband out of it (sorry sacri, I say this as a husband) – join OA – and tell hubby to go learn :).