I’m back under control. 

Last night was just a really stressful night, with like two IAs today and two tests and an essay and no time to study at all. It just pushed me over the edge again with my ED.

But this morning I was getting ready for my english oral, and it all just went away. Our orals are in the backstage of the auditorium, with all the mirrors and dressing rooms and whatnot, so I had like thirty minutes to just stare at myself as I waited for my turn.

Somehow, I felt fine, even though I had spent all morning counting and recounting the calories of the hot chocolate I drank when I arrived. I didn’t feel disgusted and horrified by myself like usual. I like my body, I like me.

Today may just be a good day I guess, but this is a nice feeling for a while.