On the Other Side of the Looking Glass....
I've been out of treatment for two months now. Life seems the same yet it's different....I have tough times, but my days are good. A boy actually talks to me and tells me he loves me and that I'm beautiful...I'm learning to do what's best for me, even if it takes a while for me to do it.
Going into treatment was probably the best thing to happen to me. If it weren't for that I probably would be dead within the next few years. Now....I have a reason to stay alive, and I know it's not really me that is saying all the bad things in my head anymore....and knowing that's it's not me makes it easier for me to fight it, even when it's tough like it has been this week.
I've gone 5 months without binge eating, and without drinking. Lord willing, I'll make it to 6. But I'm not as worried as I thought I would be...like I know deep down everything will work out or something. Even things that used to upset me for days now only bother me for a few hours.
Anyway, it's short but it's to the point. Hope you all are well, miss you guys! *sends you all my love*
Going into treatment was probably the best thing to happen to me. If it weren't for that I probably would be dead within the next few years. Now....I have a reason to stay alive, and I know it's not really me that is saying all the bad things in my head anymore....and knowing that's it's not me makes it easier for me to fight it, even when it's tough like it has been this week.
I've gone 5 months without binge eating, and without drinking. Lord willing, I'll make it to 6. But I'm not as worried as I thought I would be...like I know deep down everything will work out or something. Even things that used to upset me for days now only bother me for a few hours.
Anyway, it's short but it's to the point. Hope you all are well, miss you guys! *sends you all my love*