I went out to eat with my sister to this cute this restaurant. I ate half a slice of pizza. I told my sister I had to use the bathroom and I purged. It was a bathroom with a bunch of stalls, it was a single bathroom-- which made me happy that I wouldn't have to pause my purging when someone else came in. The only eating disorder therapy near my town isn't within my dad's insurance, so my dad has to pay out of pocket... so i've been thinking to myself lately: "why is my dad spending these thousands of dollars on therapy if it's not helping?-- If I'm happy that I can still purge, and I'm not making an effort to stop it, doesn't that mean that something's not right here?" What does everyone else think?
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