There is hope on the horizon. I talked to my doctor yesterday about getting help for my eating disorder and instead of laughing in my face or saying “no you are just a weak fatty”, she gave me a lot of resources and a referral to start talking to a psychologist.
I’ve never had luck with therapists before (regarding my depression not my eating), but my doctor said to see a different one if I don’t like the first one. And she’s completely right, I’ve always just seen one and then given up and a few years after did the same thing and never found a good fit for me.
I won’t be able to get in until a couple of weeks but for now the hope is pushing me to be more positive. If all else fails my doctor said I could try an outpatient treatment at a local hospital. So I’m just glad I have hope for now. 😊