Oh Humy music!!
So I am an amazing miracle working girl. I got my Dad and Aunt talking again last night, yay false black mail, or promises or lies or whatever the hell I did, because it so worked.
I'm thinking about quitting therapy.
I almost fell asleep in Matt's bed yesterday, which was nice. We were actually left alone for awhile, yay.
The word of the day is Yay. A few days ago it was Fuck. I think this is an improvement.
I have to work tomorrow. And I'm happy about that. I like work and I haven't been in for awhile.
Better but not. I did cut my wrist 15 times on sunday. On wedsnesday I made myself throw up. Other than that I've been behaving.
I'm indefinetely noticing a craving and yearning to slip back into old habits. Like say...b/ping or restricting. Its been awhile. But I am really heading in that direction lately. I've lost 4 lbs so far, but I haven't weighed myself in a week. If I weigh myself then..that just encourages it.