I would be lying if I said I no longer wish to play the drums on my hips. I would be lying if I said I don’t miss counting my ribs. I would be lying if I said I don’t miss the feeling of accomplishment when I see the numbers go down on a scale.
But I don’t miss being sick all the time. I don’t miss swollen glands and headaches. I don’t miss blue knees and a pale face.
Eating disorders are an addiction. You have to work at recovery every day but it so worth it.
