The one year mark, from when I first realized that I might have an eating disorder, is quickly approaching. It’s still hard for me to believe everything that I have gone through over the past year, and when I really start thinking about all my hardships, I get overwhelmed with a multitude of emotions. I’m angry and sad that I have had to put my life on hold, but I am also grateful that I am learning to cope with my feelings and to love myself.  So my goal for this weekend it to remind myself just how far I have come, in the past year, from that sick and confused girl to a strong young woman fighting her disease.