So I did something that I haven't done in a long time. I ACTUALLY ate a steak, a baked potato, and corn!! I actually ate it!! Usually when my boyfriend makes me a steak, I will pretend to eat it. I will cut up the meat and kind of push it around so he thinks I ate it. Well today, about an hour ago, he made me a porterhouse steak, and even though I had an upset stomach, I took a bite, and it tasted good. So I took another, and another, and the next thing I knew, I ate half of the steak, all of my potato and two scoops of corn. I actually ate a meal!! I am so proud. And I don't even feel sick right now! Usuallt after I eat, I get myself all worked up that I am going to get food poisioning, and I start having panic attacks, but I feel good. I feel full, but not to full. It really felt so good to eat a meal. I know this might not seem like a big deal, up its been so long since I have enjoyed the taste of food. And while I was eating, I was thinking I don't even care if I do get sick, this tastes sooo good. It felt nice. Nice to be able to enjoy food. And an hour later, I am still feeling good. What a great accomplishment for me. I am so happy right now!!