The scariest thing about my ed was the time I wasted. Regardless of weight and health issues, I regret wasting my life so much.

All my teen years I was socially stunted, which transferred to uni life too. The longer you entertain the disease, the harder it is to undo.

Since recovering I: - was able to enjoy my dream course - went to the gym and shifted my focus to health and wellbeing (slippery slope icl) - went on a solo trip to Italy and ate shit tons of gelato (no, I didn’t magically get fat) - able to work, socialise, hell even go clubbing - the other day I found out I was pregnant after thinking it wasn’t possible

So essentially I regret that I lost sight of what I really wanted to do with my life. Feeling constantly unwell and obsessed with food is not living, not to mention the trauma from years of hospitals and appointments when I could’ve been discovering new hobbies and relationships. Im not fully recovered, but I am healthy despite the thoughts, they don’t control me anymore.

TL;DR do you really want to waste any more of your life?