I met with a friend over lunchtime and managed to eat 8 pieces of sushi. Not big ones. But 8. And I didn't throw up afterwards - thought about it briefly but in the end I actually didn't feel the need to. This is feeling almost too good to be true.
Yes, I know that I wouldn't have managed to eat anything if I had been alone. Just imagining having to decide what to get gives me shivers and makes me want to run away. But my friend was there and so I couldn't run and in a way I didn't even want to run. I'm really happy about this.
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