Recovery will always be the best choice I could have made

Ever since I decided to commit to all-in recovery in November, I haven't stopped for a full day. I feel everything but regret for my decision. I gained a little weight, and yet I feel way more comfortable in my body than I did when I was at my lowest, with sunken eyes and reduced cheeks (I have a very round face naturally). The deeper I would let myself fall into my ed, the less care I would take of my appearance, and I'd exclusively wear baggy clothes to hide myself. Now I'm having fun exploring my style, and showing my stomach no matter what shape it is. I love food more than I ever have. I love eating it, I love bonding with my friends and family over it, I love discovering new cuisines and restaurants. I'll never commit to counting all my calories ever again. Deep into my ed, I wished I could live off cottage cheese and grapes. I've since discovered that steak is my favourite food. I don't have to argue with my family, I don't have to feel self-conscious around my friends. Life will always be more fun, more manageable, and more livable without an eating disorder in it, no matter how convinced you are that you need it.