This is my sixth day in and it feels like an eternityyyyyy. I just wanna go the fuck home. But, whatever, I’m putting the weight on and I don’t feel terrible quite yet. Only 10 more days of this shit.
starting on 3000-3200 calories on Monday..
Been in my treatment for almost two weeks and I put on 1.2 lbs. Now that may not seem like much but I’m only on 1600 cals right now, so I’m so fucking nervous to go up when they change my meal cards.. I don’t know if I’m ready.. :/
Dropped 3 lbs. Welp.
I feel so nervous because I get weighed tomorrow and I’ve been eating normally for three days now and I know it’ll go up some. My therapist and social worker told me that if I drop any weight or don’t gain anything by Monday I will have to go inpatient instead of partial hospitalization. I still want to drop weight. I still exercise and I still obsess over the scale. I just can’t imagine going inpatient again but at tthe same time I want to restrict so badly this weekend with all the freedom I get. God help me.
Only went up .2 lbs since Wednesday. So I’m cool man.