"exercise" as in compulsively pace in my room or do a bit of cardio. it's part of the illness. it's not good movement. it's torture.

might go back to bed after getting my morning steps, this body feels so wrong and it's messing hard w my brain

the plan is to do 30 minutes of cardio, then my usual 20k steps, take a stretch break, 5k more steps, then get dressed and ready for the christmas lunch. i'm so normal

already told everybody that if we get pizza i will share and/or have only one/two slices cus it messes up w my stomach. i hope everything goes okay

fucking anxious abt not burning enough today, i had 110kcal at home (my latte this morning + some greek yogurt before leaving) but i think (hope???) i won't eat so much to reach 1k kcal in one meal tonight...

those were truly dark times... not saying i'm healthy or happy with my cw (i wish i was at my lw...) but i'm so so soooo much more comfortable with my current body. way less dysphoria for sure

look at me practicing harm reduction. who have i become