I asked for help with the bingeing and purging and with the OCD.
But my therapist thinks that she helps me with that, I'll lose even more weight.
I don't want to get treatment for my Anorexia. It's my everything.
The session was horrible.
My parents started fighting.
My mum chooses my sight about the treatment but my dad thinks the therapist is right and want me to let go of my Anorexia.
My parents are not together. They broke up before I was born. I have no brothers and sisters. And they can't get along.
During the session they were insulting and hurting each other. My mum said she didn't feel safe and want to talk to my therapist alone.
My dad and I went to the waiting room and he started crying.
We cried in each other arms.
It's was a special moment.
I love my dad but he pushes me sometimes to hard and doesn't realize I how sick I really am.
Because of the stress and pain, I feel a huge urge to b/p.
I'm gonna try not to give in but I just want escape for a minute.
Or maybe forever
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