the scary part is that I did just by eating what a “normal” person would eat. This is why I can’t go back to eating normally.. ever. But now, just because my blood pressure was a little low my mom is trying to make me see the ED doctors again. I refuse. An 18 year old can’t be forced to go to a doctor, right? I’m under such a close watch now from my mom because of my “past.” I’m so unhappy. My thoughts have not been this consistently negative/dangerously negative since the summer when I was at my high/extremely fat weight. Now that I’m home again and under a microscope I’ll probably be at my high weight again my March. :’( I just want to be happy. The closest I’ve been to happy was this past month when I was finally KIND OF happy with my weight.
I just can’t do this.