I've begun a new story. Everything that used to bother me doesn't anymore. It's been like this for the past month. The one person I feel I cannot replace has found someone to replace me, and I haven't cried about it. We're actually friends. I don't care to see his face, though.
I'm almost finished with my first semester. I have a few friends, I have my family, and I finally have control of myself. I didn't make the two month streak for my eating problems. I had a few problems, but it only means I have to try again. It's been three days so far.