I've been quiet on here for a while.
I'm in Edinburgh at the minute, I'll be here working for the next five weeks.
I spent most of June in London, mostly with friends.
Things are hard.
Health is difficult.
I have spent what feels like every waking moment thinking about food and weight and appearance recently. I don't know how to stop it coming back, and I don't know why it's coming back, either.
Today when I was walking to work I felt happy, momentarily, for the first time since getting here. Hopefully it'll become more frequent, or at least happen again.
The world can be quite a lonely place.