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I was commenting on ana4athom 's journal about having dreams relating to your eating disorder. Last night I dreamt about me having anorexia. Brian and I were at a drum and bass club. I was dancing while Brian stayed off to the side chatting with some guy. I was thin, really thin. I could see my protruding hip bones jutting out above my black skirt. I felt sexy and confident. I turned around to see Brian looking at me strangly. He told the guy that he was talking to something about me suddenly becoming thin and how it was all going straight to my head. He threw his hands up like he was saying, "What's wrong with her." Brian looked like he was crying. So maybe the dream wasn't about having 'anorexia', but I still was extremely thin. If only it were a reality. Then again, what are dreams for? Dreams can come true you know.