The "D" Word

I wonder why I find food so comforting? I absolutely HATE what it's doing to my body, but apparently not enough to stop overeating. Growing up, I was thin. I'm sure part of it was the good ol' gene pool, as both my parents were thin - for awhile. Part of it was also controlled by my mother, who didn't allow us to open the refrigerator door until we were...hmmm...I'm not sure when we finally got that privilege. But we didn't really care. I don't recall ever feeling extremely hungry and/or deprived of food. We kept busy, mostly playing outside as we were also not allowed to "run in and out". The other neighborhood kids were all outside too so it was fun. We rode bikes, played tag, jumped rope, ice skated, etc., and pretty much hated it when we were called in to eat.
The weight gain didn't catch up to me until I turned 40. I guess I should be happy about that as I have many friends and relatives who've struggled WAY before 40. But if you never struggled with being overweight until 40, then you also never had to contend with the "D" word.
I finally tried the "D" word. One of the first ones I recall involved eating this nasty cabbage soup. It totally sucked. Basically, no "D" has ever worked because I have no will power. I was, however, successful with Weight Watchers, shortly before my daughter got married. I wanted to walk, not waddle, down the aisle, and therefore, was highly focussed and motivated. I lost 20 pounds. But Weight Watchers is a "way of life", and who wants to eat like that the rest of their life? I totally wanted to strangle the people who showed up at meetings saying they were having trouble consuming their points. Plus it just sucks that some of the best foods ever are off the charts in points. Potato salad: 1/2 c. = 7 points, Pecan pie: one slice = 12 points. The list goes on and on. Not to mention alcohol at 2 points per one jigger drink. Needless to say, I gained all my lost weight back.
I tend to carry my unwanted weight in my stomach. My butt will actually fit in size 10 pants (sometimes), but my stomach needs a 12-14. I try to hide it by wearing loose fitting tank tops with a jacket or unbuttoned shirt on top. Lately, I'm only somewhat finding comfort in that if the tank top is black. That's not good. I've invested in "Spanks" and "Flexees", but they're hot and not conducive for potty purposes. I'm running out of options and I'm totally frustrated.
I should add that I do exercise - some. I play golf weekly, walk my dog daily, and participate in weekly pilates, and a stretch class. I've even utilized an eliptical trainer for 1/2 hour 5-7 x wk, but it made no difference, so I've not been as diligent with that lately. There's a trainer at our gym, but he charges $65.00 an hour. I hate the thought of paying that, mainly because I've taught excercise classes and know what to do.
What I'd love to do is go to a fat camp, like "The Biggest Loser". I'd never qualify for that show because I'm not fat enough. Maybe I need thereapy for the "D" word. Overeaters Anonymous - that's what I need as I'm just sure it's an addiction.
HELP!!