Daily weigh-in: 124.8. And that was with breaking the fast twice (although I purged one of those times). I loves it, I do. ♥

I could honestly see myself only eating every couple of days. Last night, when I had my apple (the food I kept down), immediately after I started berating myself to an extreme. And this morning, when I woke up and thought vaguely about eating, my brain screamed at me, "No food... no food! Eating is bad... EATING IS BAD!!" And I was like, "Okay! Shut up already!" Clearly this ED stuff is now going to extremes; but I'm too tired to fight my own brain screaming at me. It's easier to just give into it.

I never really imagined it would get like this. That being said, though, I don't really care. I just don't. Let it do what it wants to do. I could give two shits.