I may have mentioned that I have considered getting help for this after the craziness of the holidays has subsided. But then I realized that the only way I will ever be “sick enough,” in my mind, is if I’m in need of In-Patient Care. My brain keeps telling me that unless it becomes necessary to be hospitalized, I’m still just doing this to lose weight. So I’m not quite sick enough yet. I guess the challenge continues. Either I get to that point or I hit some other, unpleasant level (I’m thinking of Organ Failure). Whichever comes first, I guess.
It still hurts to eat so that just makes fasting easier. I keep telling myself that real anorexics don’t eat at all. Those 2 pickled okra I ate today are more than I should have had.
Does anyone else out there feel like a Fake-orexic?