What I DON'T MISS about my eating disorder: People Movers. That ridiculous golf cart you have to ride at one of the residential treatments I was in. You're not allowed to walk. Anywhere. For any reason. No walking, no standing, no unnecessary movement. No kidding.
What I'm NOT GOING TO MISS about my eating disorder: That panickey upset mad distressed feeling when I wake up in the morning and realize I fell asleep before running my feeding tube and I know I am not getting away with it without making it up because there were no tf on and tf done texts to Scarlett and she makes you be accountable ... Even if it'll kill you to do it and you think you can't. You just have to do it anyway.
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