Hahah yeah details might help. Well it's fresher's week, I am having an amazing time, my flatmates are great, I'm slightly ****ting myself about all the work I'm going to have to do but that's fine. At the start of the week I was so hungover I literally couldn't eat, so now I've lost my appetite (you know how it goes) and I'm already getting a reputation for not eating properly. If I'm feeling a bit awkward with people I don't know very well at the start of the evening I automatically start thinking, 'If I was thinner I'd be more confident' which of course is rubbish. Part of me desperately doesn't want anyone I live with to work it out, part of me is getting to trust people a lot already and want to share with them, although that would make life in the future seriously difficult. Part of me wants to just be honest about it because it's a part of who I am, and while they don't know about it they don't really know me. Other than this I've been good about really being myself. Also, earlier I decided it was a good idea to order some scales which will be delivered tomorrow which of course is a ridiculous idea because I will be weighing myself ten times a day and generally going mental. Truth is, I don't want to get better, I want to get worse. At the same time, I want to ace my course, get a first and go on to have an amazing career. Unfortunately I can't have everything.
Rant over, sorry for being so mental.