I know many people feel their disorders, illnesses, conditions, whatever you want to call them, have shaped who they are. No doubt. And, believe me, there are some things I really like about myself (even if others don't), ways I've matured, come to understand others, and abilities I've learned I had. But I'd give it up in a heartbeat to be well, to be able to pursue my dreams (to not be afraid to get in a plane, to move to a strange new city, to take risks), to be able to work and make money, to not be judged negatively the moment someone knows I have these problems.

I don't know who I'd be completely, but I do know somewhat. I'd be someone who pursued her dreams when she was young, took better care of herself, didn't get lazy, didn't fight OCD to be able to eat right, lived the life and continue living the life she wants. Yes, I'm willing to take that risk.