I have so many thoughts in my head but none of them actually make sense. Well, that's not true either. But I can't figure out the order they go in. I'm trying to be better. To love myself harder. I sing in the shower and dance in the mirror but only when its still fogged up. I smile more in my pictures and I don't delete the ones in my husband's phone. I'm making little steps to falling in love with myself which is a lot of effort when I can barely walk as it is. I try not to hate myself when I break and binge eat again but its really hard not to when I know that I won't eat again for a few days. And I know its a problem, and I don't know how to fix it. I'm just trying to love myself through it.