Well - today I got to see my daughter - you know, that one I used to have before the eating disorder took over her body? (scary how similar to the "alien invasion" it is!). She was happy and joking and loving and went surfing with my husband and wore her bikini at the beach in front of all those people and only said "I'm fat" once at the end of the day!!!! Thank god for Prozac is all I can say.
I know it may be a while before I see "her" again, but it sure lifted my spirits
