Had two very good doctor's appointments, at least. My electrophysiologist dumped me because I don't need him anymore, and I get to stay on the med I was terrified of stopping.
But my relationship with food and my body image are just atrocious. What I ate today made me want to purge for the first time in my life (I didn't), but I've never felt so disgusted by what I ate before.
I feel like a blob filled with grease and poison, that can only be cleansed by fire or starvation.