So my health has gone down the tubes. I haven't lost a single pound because I stopped focusing on my weight, and more on my overall health. I've been having painful palpitations. I can't run anymore because of them. My gallbladder is failing. I can't digest fat or meat anymore. You wouldn't think it would be a bad thing, but when you no longer have a choice in what you eat, you realize that control is a huge part of this disease. Control over what you eat, what you do, when you do it all, how much you do.
Speaking of "this disease," my therapist gave me a bulimia nervosa diagnosis. So I suppose I've gotten the validation I was craving. Why don't I feel any better about it?
I'll catch up on your posts as much as I can today, lovelies. I'm sorry if I seem kind of down. I'll cheer up eventually.