Found out at the dr's office how much I weigh and now I am freaked out. It is just a few points off of my heaviest weight ever (besides when I was pregnant). I told the nurse that I didn't want to know, but she didn't erase it off the scale when I turned around to get my things it was there, just glaring at me. Of course Ana had to know what the numbers were and she isn't happy. Now Ana is much louder and the urge to restrict is humongous! I am tired of this fight. Will I ever be happy?