P and I got back together a few months after our break up. I gained my weight back and I hated that I was so fat around him. I loved those few months when I weighed less, but I didn't worry about it too much. I was happy to be with him again. We spent so much time together. We had our favorite places to eat. We spent time in the sun, swimming, playing music. He was getting ready to serve an LDS mission for two years. I was getting ready to start Beauty School. I stayed in shape as much as I could. I felt healthy, but still fat. When he left on his mission I promised him I would stay healthy, not over do it at the gym. I kept that promise becuae my gym pass expired. I stopped eating though. I didn't try. I just stopped. Right before I was going to re new my gym pass I weighed my self. 128 pounds! I felt amazing. I knew some of it was muscle loss. But still. I liked being under 130. I renewed my gym pass and got a personal trainer.
This is where things got bad.
to be continued