december will be the start of my fifth month in treatment. Its seems an absolute age ago when i first went on to the inpatient ward in August. I started on the day unit fully in september, after a bit of a transition between the ward and home.
Things are shifting, but not in the way i thought they would. I talk more now, which i guess is why i use this blog less. It makes me feel really odd seeing all my old posts about self harm, and hospitals. I thought it was just about not vomitting, and eating for a long time, but its nothing to do with that, not really. so now i eat, and i throw up a lot less, and i havnt cut for a long time-well a long time for me, since september. thats amazing, when you think about it. I talk to the nurses, and my therapist (who i thank my lucky stars they didnt change when i went from outpatient care to IP), for the most part i eat my meal plan, and i sleep better.
so why am i not really happy?
whats still missing?
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