Today T said it. Anorexic. That's me. I knew it, but didn't want to accept it. Accepting the fact that I have an ED (not-specified) was hard enough. But I want to be able to accept it and move on. I don't want to be this girl forever. I never wanted to be this girl to begin with.

I'm going to weekly therapy, and now the focus will be on ED treatment rather than the other things I'm in T for, and I'm going to see a nutritionist that my T partners with...so I'm going down the right road...but it's a hard one, and I don't feel fully prepared...

At least I'm not denying it anymore...that's a big step in itself.