…like eating in company yesterday and feeling zero discomfort or anxiety.
…like making conversation over one meal and realizing I don’t need to zone out and savor every.single.bite.
…like silencing self-bashing “I’m-a-lazy-slob” thoughts when taking some chill time instead of working.
…like eating a salad for lunch because that’s what I wanted…
and then following it up with a scone as I was hit with a carb craving.
…like not stuffing myself silly with veggies before a party in order to feel too bloated and full to eat.
…like getting out of my comfort zone and attending said party and eating whatever I fancied which happened to be abit of everything. The best part; feeling much less guilt than usual.
I am a work in progress, but I am getting there. And every step in the right direction is worth a little celebration.