It’s that day I’ve been nervous of; ‘tomorrow’.

I am, so far, so good. Touch wood.

I decided to log what I ate yesterday on the forms for the ED people to see. I cannot hide my binges. It’s like giving them my diary to read – it is private, humiliating, degrading. But this is what they’re here for. I think that I am brave.

But, as I lay in bed last night. I loathed myself. Why does anyone like me? What is there to like? I am ugly. Fat. Boring. Sad. Pathetic. A failure.

But other people tell me differently so why am I the one who hates me???  If I could just like myself and shake off this life-wrecking ED I think I could be happy. Please, please say I am on the road to achieving that.

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