And now for my question: Have any of you who recovered or tried to recover ever 'mourned' over your eating disorder?
I decided to recover... 3ish months ago. I really decided to recover, I hit a low and a lot of realisations came crashing over me and I was suddently ready. At least, a big part of me was, but part of me still mourned over my disorder. Especially the first two weeks. And still every now and then I just miss it. I feel like I've lost a friend, almost. Like things got out of control and out of hand with me and another and we had to split, but I still miss them.
