Again...

I'm back.

I need somewhere to hammer things out. And so I'm back.

I start therapy on the 23rd. I've been diagnosed with anxiety disorder, panic attacks, and depression.

Good times. :)

Taking care of myself is hard. Hard work. I'm not sure I'm ready. Ever ready to abandon food. I have good days and harder days.

In the end, food is definitely a protective shield for me.

How to get past that?