I emailed my T before I left work today, we shall see whether I get a response before I see her Thursday. I got home safe, then took Chelsea for a quick walk and decided to go for a bike ride to try and tire myself out and quiet the screaming. Got up to 13km today compared to the 8.5km I did on Thursday.
Just defrosting my hands right now. Unfortunately the bike ride didn't quiet the screaming at all. It actually made me more aware of my body. I find exercising like this addicting so I have to make sure to eat better or I will quickly spiral back into my ED again. "Ana" gets ahold of me very quickly and very easily, especially when I struggle like I am right now ("ana" is anorexia for those who don't refer to it like that).
My anxiety is really high right now. I'm very self conscious and don't have the greatest self-esteem to begin with, and these cuts on my face are making me more paranoid about my looks. I can't "compensate" with make up because I can't risk causing infection in the cut with stitches, and my face is too tender. The most I can do around that side of my face is mascara. So for me, having a "fit" body makes up for the crappy face. I can't smile or yawn without pain. I don't know whether to lie when people ask what happened to my face and say that I hit my face biking, or to tell the truth about being beat up by my uncle. I know the people I absolutely need to be truthful with - the police, my T, the social worker, etc., but what about random people, co-workers? I know I don't "owe" anybody an explanation except the police, but I'm not a good liar.