I'm kicking *** and taking names today. Actually, today I'm not even bothering with the names. I'm proud of my fat ***. I don't want to change it. There are so many other things about me that are improving. I know my body will sort itself out. I know that my struggles are far from over. But I have reached a point where I will no longer make excuses for my body. To anyone. When I catch myself doing it, I gently guide myself back to the path. I have been symptom free for over two and a half months. I have struggled my whole life. I will not be afraid of food anymore. I will not run and hide. And I will not let people and their ridiculous opinions get me down. And, quietly, gently, I will work on my own.
Wishing you all the best, whatever your goals are.