...Which is good, generally, because it means I've mostly recovered (except for body image and horribly obsessive thoughts, but everyone says those are the last to go). But it also means I'm leaving all of you, and you've been such a support to me throughout this. I don't even know if any of the people on my friends' list are still here, or still remember me, but I still want to say thank you and I'll miss you. So much. I couldn't have made it through, some days, without you.

Hopefully, I won't be back here. This stupid disease has taken too much from me -- it's been long enough, I'm ready to be done with it and rejoin my old life. A life of friends and family functions. A life of going out for a few drinks without worrying about the calories. A life of dating, because I can finally have a relationship with a real person...instead of just with bulimia, anorexia, exercising, SI, and destructive suicidal thoughts.

It'll be a hard road, but I think I can do it. You all are such beautiful girls and boys (and non-gendered entities, for those of you who identify that way), and I wish wish wish this stupid eating disorder didn't keep you from seeing how amazing you are -- how amazing we are -- inside and out.

I love you all, and I wish you the best, whatever you choose.

<3

And note to new people: if you've friended me and I didn't friend you back, it's just because I've abandoned this, not because I have a vendetta towards you. I'm sure you're brilliant and beautiful and amazing, just as stated above. But I'm giving this up, and that means really giving it up. No ifs, ands, or buts. No half-assing it. So, you won't be hearing from me. Sorry to the people I've turned down: it isn't you, it's recovery.

Hey, welcome to my journal...most of this stuff is friends-locked but it's pretty boring anyway. So. 

- I'm 19, a sophomore, and a Psych major.
- I have some issues to work through, but I think that's unsurprising -- most people do.
- I like art, theatre, writing...running...diet coke. And GLBT rights. I don't get political over much, but GLBT and the Right to Choose are two things that really do it for me.
- I get fired up about some things, not so much about others. I generally keep a level head.
- I'm passionate, but I tend to withdraw easily. I'm lonely, a lot of the time. Again, a pretty common theme amongst the human race.

I should say something pithy or witty here, but nothing's coming to mind.

Tell me where you know me from, and I'll probably add you back, unless I check out your info / journal and find something in it that's grievously offensive to me.