Alright so today has been one of those days with a lot of stress... not fun

Weight 120.2
almost at my lw
that kinda scares me

I had my breakfast bp... a bacon, egg and cheese flat bread from subway (footlong) and a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit with hashbrowns and soda from burger king. I ate it all in BK, it was crazy in there though not with a lot of people but they were trying to catch a bird that had gotten into the dining area... The worker got it trapped in the bathroom... they got it out, but then the bathroom was a mess with blood from the bird. I was all worried about not being able to purge in the bathroom because they were still cleaning it when I was done eating... yeah that was my worry, not about the bird, well a little about the bird but my big concern was not being able to purge there.
Thankfully they finished about 2 minutes after I was done eating, I was finishing my drink. Was able to purge. Left there and went to therapy.

Therapy was not very good... 1st of all my heart rate would not slow down... I think from anxiety and bping so early.
My therapist was very focused on my eating and weight today... She asked how much I weighed, i told her 137... later I told the truth... 120... I am not sure the entire reason why I told her but part of it was her concern... she started telling me that she viewed me as more of a daughter than she should, that she had parental feelings for me. She was telling me all the things she would tell her own daughter. I started crying. Feeling very guilty, and with my heart still racing I almost had a panic attack. Was trying to deep breath and gain control of myself. I said I was sorry, then 'i dont' and almost said 'weigh 137' but then I stopped... she said what? I said Im fighting with myself. I have to tell you something but I dont want to. and more crying... then 'i dont weigh 137' she said what are more like in the 120s you look it. I said yeah, actually 120 today.
My heart still racing...
She said that she was going to have to contact my medical doctor and my psychiatrist and my case worker... i told her she didnt have to but she said ethicly she had to but then agreed to not contact my case worker. But she would my drs
She asked if I need ip, i said no... I also said I dont really know if I can stop. That does scare me. I am close to my low weight and my goal weight is 10 pounds away. I am still too fat and 10 pounds is not that much. How is it going to be enough to make me not fat? How much lower can I get without putting my heath in danger?
I dont know

My visit with my friends went alright... we went to tim hortons... Melissa bought me a muffin and drink... and Pat came as well. We talked for a couple hours... Melissa left at 1:30ish and Pat stayed for a bit longer and we talked... talked a bunch... she expressed concern about my weight and I talked a little about my struggling... but not in detail... But it was good to talk to her. All three of us are planning to go to the drive-in next month... hopefully to see Mr. Poppers Penguins.

I am a little less stressed right now but still anxious.

Today was measurement day as well
Hip: 32.75 (33)
LR Hip: 30
Waist: 22.75 (23)
Breast: 29
Neck: 11.25 (11.5)
R Thigh: 16.25 (17)
L Thigh: 15.75 (16.25)
RU Arm: 8
LU Arm: 8
R Wrist: 5.25
L Wrist: 5.25
R Calf: 12
L Calf: 12

Difference this week: 2 inches lost, weight difference since last monday 3.4 pounds
a couple pictures...