I’m trying to figure out what I want to say. I feel like I’m sort of at the end of one period in my life, and starting a new one. And that new period I didn’t really expect (deep down) to have to go through: I thought I’d just quickly (and magically?) jump from dealing with disordered eating to losing weight sensibly (and speedily, although I know those things aren’t really compatible). But it is becoming obvious that this will take some time. More time, certainly, than I wanted to give it.
So I’m trying to figure out how to wear this new part of my life. It isn’t that I don’t have anything to say; it’s rather that I don’t know what it is that I WANT to say. There’s stuff knocking around in my brain, but it won’t quite come out into the light.
So I’m waiting.