Melting!

So I'm on day two of my fast and I'm down 6 pounds already since I weighed myself last Sunday. I feel fucking elated! I dropped below 170 and I am officially 169 lbs, barely, but I am and that's all that matters! I don't see a difference in my body yet though, unfortunately.
I figure by Monday I could be close to 165 which isn't anywhere near where I want to be, but I'm definitely on my way there. I just can't fuck up, there is no room for failure, it's not an option.
I'm on straight water right now until Monday morning, I started a bit early in honor of Haiti; it feels weird but good fasting for something other than my weight.
Ohhh! I started reading Marya's Wasted for the first time today, I didn't get very far in before I fell asleep (not because the book was boring!), but it just kind of awes me how it starts out. I'd already reccommend anyone suffering with an ED or anyone who might be contemplating recovery to read it, but be warned, it might be a bit triggering.
Speaking of triggering, all I smell is food right now, someone just cooked some penne and Italian sausage and it smells so good..
This is kind of the stage for an addict where they have withdrawals and crap while getting the junk out of their system. That's what I'm doing right now, getting the junk out of my system. Getting myself back to the point where I don't give in to almost every single temptation of food. Just because it's there doesn't mean I have to have it! I wish humans only ate things because they taste good, not because we have to eat to live and I wish humans didn't gain weight, what's the point of that? We are such a flawed species.