I thought the Eating Disorder (ED) voice inside my head was my best friend but it was actually my worst enemy. It pushed me towards starvation and convinced me that being hungry for hours and doing non-stop exercise were the biggest achievements of my life. I had no other life than weighing every single ingredient of my food and counting their calories as well as finding the best exercises to burn the most calories. My ED had set me a goal of being the thinnest person alive, whereas I was anything but alive. I got to a point when I was in physical pain. I could barely walk and every step was so painful. Feeling dizzy and not being able to focus on other aspects of my life were signs that maybe something was not right. When I started doing some self-compassion practices, I realised that the ED voice was actually doing me harm, not good. All my pains and lack of focus came from overtraining and lack of nutrition. People kept telling me that I looked really sick and that I needed to eat and rest more. I was so afraid of eating, but I thought I would love myself more and try eating a bit more and resting instead of overtraining. It took me a while to realise that I am both physically and mentally feeling better and the voice is a bit quieter. So it was at that point I realised that maybe the voice wasn’t really my friend. I was just hurting myself by listening to it. However, knowing and believing in an idea are two different things. I knew I should stop listening to it and start controlling the voice but it was easier said than done. Although in recovery now, I still hear the voice trying to control me but I have learnt that my true friends are people who care about my health and character much more than my physical shape and I should quieten the voice by counting my blessings and having a healthy body.