2/3 Of a Triple Threat

I'm Madeleine.
Like me, this blog is a massive, confusing jumble of things, most of them completely unrelated to each other.
I am currently recovering from anorexia nervosa.
I adore musicals, tea, elephants and scarves.
I despise sickled feet, the outdoors and the fact that there is not yet gluten-free ramen.

HELP ME CHILDREN!!

I have the district choir festival this weekend, starting on Thursday with auditions for regional choir.
One problem.
I have no fucking voice. I am so congested, and my throat is so sore I sound like a nasally man!!

I could really use some support right now.

For the first time Ina very long time, I am at something close to a healthy weight and I can’t take it. I just feel so fat and huge all of the time. I can feel myself beginning to fall back down the hole of constant body checking and my mood being dictated by how little I ate, but I don’t care.
I’ve been looking at thinspo, and wishing I could look like that again. Although I do not like my doody right now, I also do not want to throw out the almost 2 years of hard fought recovery it took to get me here.
I’ve been restricting again and using my fitness pal. I just hate my body.

Thespians: I need help!

I lost my voice. Right in time for Sunday matinee, which I am swinging for so even more singing dancing.
Anyway, my throat kills, no semblance of and pretty sound is coming out: do you have any suggestions beyond throat coat?

AH! I feel like I’m getting sick!

This can’t be happening.
Nope. I have at least 4 hours of rehearsal every day.
We open on the 13th!
I don’t have time for this bullshit.
How exactly do I stop this madness?