I guess when I think about it I'm not 110% recovered- I still throw up and those evil little voices in my head still won't let me go. But, for the rest of the world, I am put safely into the "recovered" box. In retrospect, my recovery has been neither easy, nor particularly speedy (going on 4 years now...). But I was only at an anorexic weight for a year and two months, and since from the outside everything looks normal, I find myself doubting the fact that I was ever "sick enough".
Part of this is also a twisted desire to be thin again, no matter what the cost (and yet I'm eating a bit of vanilla ice cream while I type this...how wonderful).
Am I alone in feeling this way?