I feel like I'm getting a little too skinny. I keep getting bruises and grazes up my spine and it's not very comfortable. Saturday was my birthday and I spent a lot of it (and the days leading up to it) crying because the dress I wanted to wear was an H&M size 6 and far too small, and all the other size 6 or 8 dresses I tried on were enormous. I mean, I don't even bother picking up size 8 stuff any more, just because it's so baggy.
Depression hit me yesterday, which wasn't pleasant, but I'm feeling a little better now.
My new job is good fun, but Dan and I still haven't unpacked our flat.
I keep getting terrible urges to binge and resisting them is getting harder. I don't know why they're happening and it's not nice.