Hello everyone! So I am writing again. Today has been a tough day for me and I will reflect upon it, so that not only you but also I can get a more objective understanding of what actually happened. Before my breakfast I did my usual morning workout (30 push-ups, 30 sit-ups and lifting 3kg weights). I know this might not seem very much, but I want to start re-building my body carefully. I still do not have much muscle mass on me. After that I ate my breakfast and finished my English homework. I am mad with myself and my laziness. Only last week I promised myself to finally become the hard-working student I've always wanted to be, which means doing my homework efficiently, without distractions and preferrably on the day they are set. After lunch I went to visit my loved one at the clinic. We were three anorexics. Two of us were nearly cured, but my sweetheart is still firly within the deadly grips of anorexia. We wanted to sit down, but she agreed to ten minutes only. When it was time to return to the clinic for her dinner, she desperately argued with us to take the longer way (more movement, more calories burnt). But me and the other girl decided to make no compromises. Anorexia cannot be offered compromises, because she will find ways to cheat on them. My loved one refused to hold hands with me and she was mad at me. Mad at me for offering the best help I can give. The treatment requires overcoming the fears. Standing up to them. All of you, who are fighting an eating disorder, plan small steps you will follow. Each step has to be something you have to overcome. Each step has to go a bit beyond the comfort zone. For example, you might want to try to avoid any excercise for a couple of hours, half a day and then for the whole day. Same goes for widening your menu and adding foods you are afraid of. It is hard, but unless you stand up to your fears, you will not overcome the disorder.