{"id":85,"date":"2022-08-16T14:50:28","date_gmt":"2022-08-16T14:50:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/?p=85"},"modified":"2022-08-16T14:52:04","modified_gmt":"2022-08-16T14:52:04","slug":"how-do-i-know-i-will-not-relapse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/how-do-i-know-i-will-not-relapse\/","title":{"rendered":"How do I know I will not relapse?"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-regular-font-size\">I have been great now that I have lived with my boyfriend after living alone. Soon I&#8217;m moving to a new country and I&#8217;m afraid I will do this again &#8211; restrict food, lose my periods, never getting better. Many times I have told my boyfriend (and myself) that this time I will not do that and this time I will stay healthy. Well, that has never worked. I restricted food the first moment I moved away from home. I went back to stay with my family during summers but restricted when I was alone again. Same happened when I moved to a new country after living with my boyfriend. I told everyone I am &#8221;&#8217;fine&#8221; and &#8221;really trying this time&#8221;, but the end results were worse than the previous times.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>From my last cycle of restricting food and losing weight, I got the worst consequences so far: losing my already thin hair. It did open my eyes. However, I don&#8217;t trust myself. I have faced this before. I have never successfully maintained my weight when I have lived alone. I want to believe this time will be better when I live alone. I want to maintain my weight and muscles I worked hard for.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Bones, losing periods, always feeling cold, or tiredness did not bother me. Seeing my boyfriend disappointed every time I lost weight, sure it felt awful. But losing my hair seems to be the one that shocked me the most. That also gives me a bit of hope that I will not restrict again, but is it enough to keep me away from that?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have been great now that I have lived with my boyfriend after living alone. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":89,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-85","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-thoughts"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=85"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":92,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/85\/revisions\/92"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/89"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=85"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=85"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/13reasonsynot.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=85"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}