Things are finally looking up. I am slowly leaving anorexia behind. For the last few days I have not wanted anorexia back, I have not longed for it the way I have in the past. I am eating well.
I am back in the pool, after two and a half years away, it is good to be swimming again. I have missed it. I am even managing to eat more to allow for the calories I burn whilst swimming.
I hope this marks the end of my anorexia story and the start of my recovery story. I don’t want anorexia any more. I want recovery.