beauty is pain

I'm wondering if the nausea and anxiety attacks in the middle of the night are worth the glorious feeling of stepping on the scale in the morning and seeing a lower number than the day before. I'm wondering if the extreme headaches and weariness is worth having my jeans become too big for me.

Sadly, yes. This pain is worth it.

But last night was pretty awful. It's the days I go 15 - 24 hours with no eating, then go to bed, that I feel gross in the middle of the night. Waves of nausea and migraines hit out of no where. I usually feel better when I wake up in the morning, though.

What a life......numbers on the scale rule my mind