I remember when you made your Christmas wall in your bedroom.  It was the end of 2015, and you were in full grip of your eating disorder and Christmas had been a struggle.  You gathered up lots of the used wrapping paper and labels and spent a happy couple hours creating a wall collage out of it, thereby putting a stamp of your identity and quirky taste into your bedroom.  At the end of it you were really pleased with the result.  It may nothave been my taste (I think that might have been part of the point of it), but it made you happy, and that made me happy!