Over the last few years that I've had this eating disorder, there has been absolutely no one who even comes close to helping me. Everyone who tries ends up being pushed away, and most recently,punched in the jaw. I refuse to go to a therapist because A. I can't afford it and B. I hate therapists, but I just don't know what to do anymore. I know that my ed is dangerous but not once have I ever thought about stopping and getting help. Is it weird to be okay with what I'm doing? I feel like I should want to get "better" but right now, I couldn't care less. Anyone feel this way or have advice? I could really use some.
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