First of all, can they name the thing something that is pronouncable?? :) Qnexa, what's up with the QN together? My ED thinking definitely screws with my judgement. In my younger years, I did try diet pills, but I was always too scared to take more than one, so in that case I think I sort of used good judgement. Right now, however, my foot has been killing me and yet I'm still walking around everywhere and am about to hit the treadmill at the gym, although I don't know how long I'll be able to run before moving over to a different machine. My hip is also injured, but that is what it is, so it doesn't worry me anymore. I'll probably go get my foot checked out, although I think it's tendonitis and a "fallen arch." So, I am constantly doing actions that I know aren't good for me, but I do them anyway. I would rather live healthy. I don't want to "live fat" because I don't think it's healthy, but I don't care if I die thin. I feel like I am sort of evaluating things right now. I started with a new T yesterday, since mine is on maternity leave, and she has a little different approach. She's going to weigh me every week, which my other T was doing anyway, but this one hasn't said that I need to be a certain weight. My real T says I need to be a certain weight or she won't see me, so it's constant stress for me when I get weighed. When this one weighs me, I don't care if I weigh less than I should because I'm not going to get "fired." I'm trying to evaluate my life and decide if I'm happy staying here in my ED, or if I really want to get better. It's not easy.