I’m proud to say that after almost 7 years, I finally consider myself to be in recovery from my eating disorder. In the past 6 months I’ve only had one slip up. And though I occasionally still have disordered thoughts, I’m able to push past them. I never in a million years thought I could get to be where I am today. Here’s to never going back.
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For some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. You'll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you. Worse, you'll realize it's always been shifting, like a shimmer of sorts, a vast shimmer, only dark like a room. But you won't understand why or how.
I never consciously tried to hurt anyone, yet good intentions notwithstanding, when necessity demanded, I could become completely self-centred, even cruel. I was the kind of person who could, using some plausible excuse, inflict on a person I cared for a wound that would never heal.
― Haruki Murakami (via erraticintrovert)
(Source: larmoyante)
I am very much in love.
