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no one will listen

'you look sad, i'm worried, you're not happy, would you like someone to talk to who can help?'

yes. but i never got it. everybody in my life wants to sugarcoat my eating disorder apart from me. i just don't know what to do anymore.

Story shared: 10/02/2007 16:57:23

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#1 by Sammy on 10/02/2007 18:14:07 (id-464).
I think sometimes people just dont know what to do about that sort of thing. Have you tried talking to someone you trust or try talking to someone proffesional? Has something triggered your eating disorder? Sorry im not much help hope everything turns out ok for you. x

#2 by Sharlie on 17/02/2007 23:17:11 (id-482).
Hiya,
I know what your going through. I also suffer with an eating disorder but mines worse when i'm unhappy. If anything bad happens in my life it kicks right in. I think I look fat even though I know deep down i'm not. I dont want to talk to people about it incase they either think im attention seeking or force me to eat.
Im going through such a tough time right now, not with my disorder but with real bad personal problems and as always its my body that suffers. Maybe you need to think about whether your happy with your life and somehow try and work out if this is stemming from somewhere and if it is try and take steps yourself to help the situation.
Have you considered any internet support groups, you can stay anonymous but they may help.

Now im thinking pot-kettle-black! If you give it ago, I will too.

Your not alone and you dont need to feel alone, we just ned to find the right places for constructive assistance rather than sugar coating or harsh tactics x

#3 by Aether on 01/11/2007 01:57:10 (id-753).
I know your struggle, I don't know what to do about my eating disorder(s) either. I wish I had never chosen the behavior, I wish I would stop thinking about food, my looks, make sure I am at that golden weight every night and having anxiety if I don't. The disorder gets in the way of my social life, my job at times, my peace...so why do I stop, I get some obscure reward from it. There is some reward of CONTROL I get from it. So until you get to that breaking point when you want to stop...find some way to fill the gap you keep fooling yourself that it is filling... I don't know, I feel as stuck as you, yet we choose to be here...sadly ironic.

True life stories.

no one will listen

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