Getting Better

   After a crazy first week of living with my mom knowing about my eating disorder I'm finally making head way.  For the past two nights my mom and I have been dancing like crazy while we cook dinner.  We have so much fun and it is really good exercise.  Not only that but my grandmother said she is going to get me an eliptical machine so I can work out more at home.  I'm feeling better.
I will post pictures from Halloween tuesday!

  I can't wait for Halloween!   I have made the most awesome costume and I can't wait to go trick or treating with Kate.  I'm Medusa and she is a "Holly Cow."  I bought a ticket to wear a costume to school bet my costume wasn't school apropriate so I'm wearing some scrubs and a witch hat. I'm a "Witch Doctor!"  I feel cute.

Busted

I am feeling a little depressed lately.  I have accepted the fact that I'm just pretending to be happy but I'm really just hiding in my room.  I have an eating disorder and I was lying to my mom about it.  I got busted for it and now we are trying to fix it.
     She totally understands me.  She knows exactly where I'm coming from and I feel safe now.  I am feeling relieved that I'm not hiding anything but I am still sad.  Since she found out I think I've just been accepting my depression and not trying to do anything about it.  I'm now trying to fix it.  Today I want to make a meeting with my school counselor to talk about my hard time making friends.
     I think that if I had friends and things to do on the weekends and after school I would be happier.  I really just want to feel happy but I'm not positive how to accomplish that.  I'm trying, now, though.