I saw Alice in Wonderland last night. It was really great, I'm tempted to go and see it again. I also had an amazing peking duck pizza at mine and my boyfriend's usual haunt, so it was a brilliant night.
I'm just annoyed that I feel so guilty over anything I eat. I want to eat normally and be happy about it, but my mind doesn't seem to want to let me.
What my parents said about there being nothing wrong with me keeps repeating itself in my head. I know that if I listen to it and try to pretend everything's fine it'll only get worse, like it has done in the past. Still, it makes me feel really childish for wanting to get help, which just isn't right.
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