My weight is down even more this morning.
I feel so strangely conflicted.
I keep saying that I can’t stop the weight loss on my own. But I’m not sure if I’m trying. Do I want to stop losing weight?
I have an image of my future where I am recovered. But at the moment I am still strangely satisfied as I get worse each day.
I want to be recovered. But do I want to recover?
I’m panicking less, I’m sleeping better, the palpitations have gone. I’m feeling better. But I’m at my lowest ever weight. And I feel like I can keep coming down. I have no reason to stop.