Turns out they have a bed for me today.
My mum is driving me there now.
I want to go. I want this to stop.
I had another binge last night and just feel horrible.
I want to be normal. I want to be the best me. Not some shadow of an eating disorder.
I can’t take my laptop or phone and luck has it that my MP3 player is not working.
I have a long 6 weeks a head of me.
I really do not know what I think. I really think I don’t need to go. But then I think I really do.
I’m scared. I’m nervous. I won’t know what to do there.
I am kind of freaking out but at the same time so relieved.
I want to thank you all for the support and love and care.
I love you all and will be thinking of each and every one of you.
