I took a couple of months to read The Owl Was a Baker's Daughter by Marion Woodman. I'm not sure why it took me so long, but I think it had to do with finally realizing what a victim of stress I allowed myself to be for my entire adult life, going from a skinny kid and teen to a fat middle-aged adult and wondering all the while why I could no longer keep weight off, and why at my most "successful" monetarily, I was my most overweight and most unhappy.
What occurred to me though, and angered me, was that this book was written in the 70s and the medical profession has yet (in 2010) to effectively link weight gain to stress when treating it, but insists on blaming the overweight person for improper self care. I agree that the person who is overweight has to do something, make changes. That's obvious. But when the most important change, or one of them, is ignored, and the patient does everything else right, they can still fail. This ignorance doesn't help. It adds to guilt, making even more stress - now, in addition to other causes, one has stress around the weight problem itself and one's apparent inability to change it.
But in this book one finds insight, compassion, and some answers or possibilities to explore in oneself that might actually help.