I sometimes feel that being in Therapy has made me feel more "Mentally defective" than I ever did. So I have to think.....what have I learned from Therapy and what has gone right?

First of finally I have not binged/purged in a month and that in itself is amazing

Have not resorted to self harm.

I want to kill myself less.

Also here are a few reflections:
Healing happens so slowly that it is only in looking back over long distances can I see how far I have come.

My feelings aren't always a good indicator of reality. I needed to learn to put some room between my feelings and myself so I could perceive what was really going on instead of what I believed is going on.

All of me is acceptable, some of it’s not so pretty, some of it I don’t like, but it’s all human.

There was nothing inherently wrong with me, I just didn’t get what I needed and endured things I shouldn't have had to.

Healing is not reaching a place of perfect peace and safety. It is knowing that you can remain safe and be at peace no matter what you run into. That you’ll come out the other side and still be ok.

A surprisingly large part of dealing with the difficulties of life is knowing you can.

Reaching out to another person when you need help is a sign of strength not a weakness. (Still not sure about this one)

Other people’s boundaries are just that, theirs, and say more about them than they do about me.

I need to be as patient, accepting and gentle of my own shortcomings as of other people. I need to be patient, accepting and gentle of other people’s shortcomings.(Have not learned this fully but I have more patients)

I don’t need to know what’s over the next hill before going over it. I can trust in my ability to handle whatever it is.( I need to believe I have abilities that can be trusted)

For reasons beyond my understanding, having someone witnesses your pain and stay with you through it is incredibly powerful and healing. Going through your own pain teaches you to stay with others through their pain.