This post comes with a lot of pain attached. My immediate response to stress, heartache, or failure is to fall into a hidden state of depression. I also tend to use my eating disorder as a sort of coping mechanism. My life may be chaos, but HA I do have control over one thing and that’s what I do and don’t put in my body. I have in the past taken this sort of coping too far and ended up not having control anymore. I’m hoping this time around, with this blog, that I won’t need to cope in that way. Maybe this time I will simply write about it. I have come too far now to have a relapse of that magnitude. It feels good to be able to say that and honor it. Here’s to moving forward with a positive attitude and not eating pizza for the next 50+ years!