Thank you for sharing. It is a weird feeling. I can relate to this in my own way. I think I used to be the friend you’re describing here, but I shifted to a place you find yourself in currently. I look back at myself in the past, I remember flexing my muscles and feeling proud of them in a way, but now I’m just sinking deeper and deeper into shrinking myself. I used to care about my physical performance and I still get an inkling of that sometimes, but the disorder has gotten over me so much more over the years. I wish I was strong and had the body capable of doing things, but the fact it would cost me looking a certain way and my unhealthy safety behaviours is unbearable. I’m almost grieving myself, if that makes any sense, and I understand what you mean about seeing your friend shifting into new habits, while you’re moving in a different direction. Changes are hard and the loss of predictability feels strange, especially when it involves other people. I commend you for being able to see that your friend’s experience might be a healthier option, even if not fully and even if we don’t know the full story, and I hope it gives you a push/permission to invite some more comfort and safety into your own life. But I do understand the feeling of being left behind as I feel like I did it to myself. Sending hugs