I caved and got a pizza last night. At first I didn't give a flying flip, but then I realized I screwed up by eating a few slices and for the first time in quite awhile, purged. My fitness app is still telling me to log my calories for this morning and afternoon.

I think come Tuesday, when I have my therapy appointment, I'm going to talk more about this with my therapist. She even asked me if I believed I had an eating disorder, which I flat out denied I did. Of course, I know better.