Still 123

After last night's fiasco- not bad but not great. I still feel a little dizzy and my heart keeps doing the pitter patter. An eating disorder is kind of like a drug addiction- you may be "sober" for years, but once you start again, you end up right where you left off. It's just as bad (and comfortable) as the day you left it behind. Like an old pair of jeans that know every curve of your body. I'm off to eat my morning bowl of cream of wheat, my FAVORITE FUCKING PART OF THE DAY. lol