... 160

Tonight is the final test. The last time I stuck fingers down my throat to force myself to throw up was about a year ago. I haven’t had a crisis since then. I feared Christmas was to provoke one but to my greatest surprise the Christmas feast went smoothly and I didn't eat more than normally eat on any other day. Oh, dear, could it be I’m through with my eating disorder once and for all? I do not dare to hope yet. I wish it was already tomorrow. Wish me strength. Wish me luck.