I have always had an unhealthy relationship with food but wouldn't say I've ever had an eating disorder as such.
Around a year and a half ago I managed to have a heart to heart with my Mum and then started exercising regularly. Because I had admitted my 'issues' to my Mum, I managed to change my eating habits. I began only eating when hungry. I lost my 'extra' weight and whilst of course this didn't fix everything in my life, I felt happier with my body.
This week though, I haven't got dressed unless I have had to leave the house. I have only exercised once and today I have demolished half a pack of biscuits.
I suppose I'm looking for some reassurance and support that this is just ONE day. I haven't fallen or completely failed. I'd hate for this to be the start of a spiral.
Thanks for reading, if you did.