I’m still overcoming a love/hate relationship with Sundays. For most, they are a nice, relaxing day. Sadly, for me, relaxing and nice are rarely heard in the same sentence. So this Sunday, I tried to make myself a nice, structured day.
I tackled my homework and revision mountain straight after breakfast. Sadly, it is still massive, but only 9 days of schooling left!
After a beautiful walk with my parents (even if it is still 0 degrees outside!) I got prepped and ready to unleash my inner baker
A few hours and several Christmas songs later, my first mince pies of the holiday season were born.
My parents haven’t tried them yet, so I still don’t know if they are edible, but they definitely look cute!
To be honest, am already starting to get nervous about the holiday season, and this time of year in general. It is a year since I first sought treatment for my ED, and everyone thought I would be out of the worst of it by now. I am sad to say I am not. My fear food list goes untouched, my rigidity still remains, and my restriction is slipping again. I have to remind myself that I do not want to spend New Year in Hospital again. I need to find some inspiration from somewhere.