This Thursday marks nine weeks without self-harm.
This Thursday marks two and a half weeks without purging.
I am proud of how well I am doing. Yet, I feel wobbly and scared. Some days I want so badly to slip back into my disorder. I have come so far and yet I don't fully know who I am. I know I am standing on the edge of something potentially amazing. This life I am living could become something fabulous. I worry, however, that I am going to slip into the abyss of the disorder again. I know I can't function in this job, living on my own (and in the fall, going to school) if I let ED take over. I have to be strong. I have to remember that life is more than being perfect and being thin. I have to remember.
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