I got two B grades.
It could have been better, but it could have been worse too. I am trying to be pleased with myself. The exams were difficult, and dragging myself to classes was even more so, my head has been crammed full.

Now all i have to do is get through another year and take my A levels. I need to be well, i need my health, and yet i fear i will just carry on as i did before. Somehow managing to safety pin myself together, to learn and to revel in my eating disorder at the same time. A stretch of my abilities and my strength.

I still can't believe i've made it this far.