I am drowning in depression right now, and for me, that means serious food deprivation. It means wanting to will myself to death, and starving is whatI do. It's what I know. I'm crying with hopelessness just writing this.
T and I went out for a coffee yesterday. He asked me if I wanted anything to eat. I know he knows I'm not eating well, worse than usual at the moment, but is staying hands off with me about it unless I bring it up. I almost burst into tears. I spent the whole rest of our meeting, which was distressing enough for different reasons, wanting to blurt out that I needed help, and please please please could he help me. I wish I had. He's on holidays now...
It's weird. I don't count calories and I don't know anything about the BMI chart. One weird anomaly with my obsession is that I keep it all contained in my head and don't let factual stuff about my obsession in, which means no calory counting, infrequent weight checks. That way I just make it all up, make my own rules based on nothing, and use it to never feel like I'm doing enough.
I hate this. I need help and I know it. I just... don't know what to do. Sorry, this post was kind of pathetic...
T and I went out for a coffee yesterday. He asked me if I wanted anything to eat. I know he knows I'm not eating well, worse than usual at the moment, but is staying hands off with me about it unless I bring it up. I almost burst into tears. I spent the whole rest of our meeting, which was distressing enough for different reasons, wanting to blurt out that I needed help, and please please please could he help me. I wish I had. He's on holidays now...
It's weird. I don't count calories and I don't know anything about the BMI chart. One weird anomaly with my obsession is that I keep it all contained in my head and don't let factual stuff about my obsession in, which means no calory counting, infrequent weight checks. That way I just make it all up, make my own rules based on nothing, and use it to never feel like I'm doing enough.
I hate this. I need help and I know it. I just... don't know what to do. Sorry, this post was kind of pathetic...