Yesterday was a very important and special day: as of January 18th 2015, I have successfully achieved 6-months of remission! 😀 **DANCE PARTY** I celebrated by treating myself to a little shopping spree at one of my favorite stores, Forever 21. It felt so good! I bought clothes that were soft and comfortable, but still fabulous of course. I will admit going into the fitting room was a bit daunting at first, but I remained strong. When I tried something on that was a little too tight, I simply told myself that the clothes were the wrong size—not me. And only now am I realizing that it really is that simple. I have come such a long way in the past 6 months. I marked my official recovery start date on June 18th, 2014. That was the day I left for Chicago. The day before, I symbolically left a lot of stuff on top of one of the mountains in Kentucky (photo here). Going to Chicago saved my life. It gave me a fresh start and renewed hope. My dad really set me on the right path. I can remember being so intimidated by the food he prepared for me, and how scary it was just to sit down and eat with him. It was really overwhelming at first, but I finally let go of many of the deadly habits that I held on to for so long. Even though I had to return to Kentucky, I did not come back the same. I was still struggling, no doubt, but I had won the first round. Chicago gave me the jumpstart I needed. When I look back at where I was less than a year ago, I see a world of difference! I can remember being too weak to pedal a bicycle, having bald spots because my hair was so brittle, and not being able to sleep at night because of the pain of my hips bones protruding through my skin. I remember isolating myself from friends and family, constantly obsessing over food and calories. It was a nightmare! Now, here I am today, only a few months away from graduating with my associate’s degree! I have closer relationships with my friends and family than ever before, I’m no longer a slave to the scale, and I just feel so much better these days. There are so many things that I want to do in the future, and now I can because I chose to let go. I feel….free. I want to thank all of you, precious readers, for encouraging me to keep getting stronger every day. I must admit that I’ve had quite a few down days lately, but every time I start to get discouraged or feel like I’m going backwards, I remember you. The comments that you leave me mean so much, especially when I read that my story has inspired someone else. Thank you so much for all of your support. Here’s to 6 months remission! Let’s make it to a year. Can’t wait to see what happens between now and then. Eating disorders are not a choice, but recovery is, and it’s one of the best decisions I have ever made. If you are struggling with an ED right now, I encourage you to take that first step towards recovery. It’s worth it. Recovery is beautiful, and so are you.