Today, I'm finally taking the steps towards recovering from my eating disorder. I've been diagnosed…

Today, I'm finally taking the steps towards recovering from my eating disorder. I've been diagnosed since I was 14. I'm almost 21, and I'm finally realising that I can't live this way forever. It's keeping me from becoming the person I want to be. I cannot be the best momma I can if I'm constantly worried about things like weight and calories and how much I can get away with not eating. I'm tired and irritable, I'm forgetful, and I just can't function properly.

My scale is in the garbage. I've put tape over all the nutrition labels. My full length mirror is packed away. I threw away all the clothes that are too small for me so I don't feel the need to fit back into them.

It's going to take a very long time, and it's going to be hard. But I'm ready. I'm finally ready. Well, not ready, but I'm going to do it.