Okay so I've given up on the illusion this account is a throwaway, I'm in too deep anyway.

So yes. This is me. Roughly at 55kg, after 1 month of low-cal (>1000) keto and almost 2 weeks of calorie restricting without restriction on macros. Don't get me wrong. I still don't like it at all, but this is the thinnest I've been in years.

I put a stop to my ballet career because of head trauma and PCOS. Everyday I could see the weight just adding up and up until I absolutely despised myself (even more than before). I had tried lazy keto before (without logging) and it barely did fuckall. A month ago I decided to take it in my own hands, and as seen by my former post, thanks to some triggers (albeit I am sure I would've gotten into it anyways...; the logging of calories alone made me go lower, and lower), slipped right back into old habits. It's so freeing to be able to have control over my weight, after months of crying and self harming out of hatred.

I know it's not much,but just seeing (the hint of) hipbones on a picture after so long... idk. It's so goddamn motivating. I hope it continues, and that I'm strong enough to do so.

Might delete this post later if considered inappropriate.