Ok, I'm going to be as honest as I can towards you and myself. I'm in quite a good mood and have been like this for about four whole days now. Brilliant! I'm not sure about the whole turning point thing, but really I don't care, I mean: as long as I'm this happy...
Yesterday I went to an appointment with my psychologist. She gave me some papers with questions to answer. Every answer was graded with X points, and through summaring the points she (the psychologist) was able to make some light version of a diagnostisation. According to her I'm suffering from an E.D, but I say that I don't. My relation to food is complicated 'cause I screwed it all up in the beginning. I ate too much, gained a lot of weight and became a fat ass,and now it's time for re-pay.
Eva, the psychologist was for some reason really worried about my physical health (but of course my mental health as well). My body hurts almost all the time, especially the area around my chest. Sometimes the pain is so strong that I hardly can't breathe correctly.
She also told me that I've managed to really shrink my stomach through all the puking. She was guessing that my stomach now was at the size of a fist.
I haven't been eating since 8pm yesterday, and then I just went for a snack: half a slice of crispbread, a thin layer of cream cheese extra light (5% fat) and a hand-full of alfalfasprouts. Delicious! But for today I've only drank some coffee. Ok, a lot of coffee, probably about 6 cups.
Now I have to do my Spanish homework.
ELin
XOXO
