This time 2 years ago I was in a [barely] living hell.
This time last year I had made huge improvements with recovery. It had taken a year to gain the weight I needed and get to a healthy place, but so much had been done.
However at this point, after Christmas,, I had a wobble. I struggled to cope after Christmas, I even think I made some crazy new years resolution to lose the weight [and some]

I got back on top over the next few weeks and did join the gym, had a few iffy moments, but kept going, and stayed in recovery.
This year I have done Christmas, and I feel okay. No wobble this year. Nothing tbh.
I know I still have it in my head. My partner told me this morning that I was clearly dreaming about food and weight. I talk in my sleep and was talking about being weighed. This unsettled me a little, but reminds me I have got to keep on top of things.
This year my new years resolution will have nothing to do with weight,, it is actually going to be to keep up to date with my university work!...
I will keep on top of this. I never ever want to be ill again. I have never appreciated my physical [and mental] health as much as I have in recovery. I didn't know how bad I was until I got better. And I hazard a guess most people don't.
Recovery is enlightening, I wish I could show every one of you here what it is like!
