Starting Over

Do I really need another place to write? Probably not, but what's the harm, right?

My life is so different now. I see a line between before Rogers and after Rogers.
It's weird not being in school, too. I'm really looking forward to going back in a couple of weeks.

Recovery... is hard. I'm working at it.
Sunday was the first day I restricted anything- and even that wasn't too bad. It was more that it was a weird day, schedule wise, so when I got off a little I didn't want to deal with it.

I finally get to get off the maintence plan and onto a healthy weight-loss one. Since I've gained weight whlie on the "maintaince" plan. I guess my metabolism was that bad? But because I've done so well, my exercise gets to increase a little bit more and my MP gets to decrease a little and she's going to work with me on getting me back to my pre-relapse weight. which is awesome.
Lisa, my dietician, is really helping me. Way more than my new therapist.
I'm trying to figure out why I need to see a therapist? I go in there with no huge issue I need help with.
Today we talked a little about how I can't relax when dad is home. I haven't ever been able to. Neither can mom, casey, ryann, etc. So how is talking to her about it going to change anything? That's just the way our family works; dad makes everyone tense.

I don't know.
it seems pointless.
I'll probably lessen the frequency a lot once school starts.
Lisa helps so much and I have other support, so it isn't like seeing Susan is crucial.
I'm still trying to figure out what the point is.