I never promised you a rose garden. I never promised perfection or a person safe or comfortable in her skin. But I'm trying.
The only way I know how not to gain rapidly away from home is to restrict. I know I can’t go back home (in ten days) at a lower weight or even the same weight, but I’m so goddamn scared that I’m going to be up five or so pounds if I eat what I’m supposed to. And no, this fear is not irrational because I gained eight in a half pounds in two weeks a bit ago and that quite possibly COULD happen again. I am not posting all that I could about what’s going on, but I don’t want to keep consistently posting triggering/negative things on here.