So I suppose the constant bothering from my family is taking a toll on me. The past few days, especially last night, have been tougher. I'm seeing myself falling back, i.e. counting calories, slowly decreasing it, wanting to exercise more, feeling it's not enough and maybe I am gaining, weighing myself [though not obsessively yet], and worst of all - I've been extremely, extremely tempted to purge now [instead of restrict]. There have been times where I've had to speak to myself to make sure I wouldn't do it, and to purposely avoid bathrooms because I wasn't sure what I'd do; and when I did end up there, I was half ready to try it, half scared still.

So far nothing has come of it, but I'm afraid that it may, soon. And I've been doing so great...