I weighed myself on Tuesday morning as 117.6. That was fine. I ate less than 1500 calories that day - not my strongest but not my weakest at least. Today I have been pretty darn amazing - about 900 calories max. I know this isn't the 400 I was on this time last year but it is a good step after so many false starts. My stomach feels concave and I'm starting to remember why I like this feeling. If I brave the scales tomorrow I hope to god I'm 115. I need to be the size I should be. I need to be fragile and beautiful again.