When I finally decided to open up about my eating disorder with medical professionals, I was hoping for support and guidance — but that’s not what I got. It felt like things were going well. Surely, I thought, this would be the part where he’d recommend me a therapist and I would get the help I was asking for? He began to exclaim, “You wont be hungry for the rest of the day!” as if the syringe was some sort of miracle formula. The only things that ever stuck from these diets were poor eating habits and brutal self-image. I strongly believe that I was treated this way because of my weight. There’s a stigma when it comes to eating disorders and fat people, and it’s one of the main reasons why I’ve kept quiet about mine for years. I just wasn’t small enough, I just wasn’t sick enough, I just wasn’t enough. After my doctor put that syringe away, I gathered up the courage to tell him exactly what I wanted. I was done with being told to sit down, being silenced, and being told to take up less space. I began seeing a therapist, working on my triggers, and began re-learning my self-worth. I promise there are plenty of resources out there for folks struggling with mental health, eating disorders, body image, and more. Know that no matter what you look like, your struggles are valid. You are valid.
title: “My Doctor Told Me To Diet When I Said I Had An Eating Disorder” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-08” author: “Christopher King”
When I finally decided to open up about my eating disorder with medical professionals, I was hoping for support and guidance — but that’s not what I got. It felt like things were going well. Surely, I thought, this would be the part where he’d recommend me a therapist and I would get the help I was asking for? He began to exclaim, “You wont be hungry for the rest of the day!” as if the syringe was some sort of miracle formula. The only things that ever stuck from these diets were poor eating habits and brutal self-image. I strongly believe that I was treated this way because of my weight. There’s a stigma when it comes to eating disorders and fat people, and it’s one of the main reasons why I’ve kept quiet about mine for years. I just wasn’t small enough, I just wasn’t sick enough, I just wasn’t enough. After my doctor put that syringe away, I gathered up the courage to tell him exactly what I wanted. I was done with being told to sit down, being silenced, and being told to take up less space. I began seeing a therapist, working on my triggers, and began re-learning my self-worth. I promise there are plenty of resources out there for folks struggling with mental health, eating disorders, body image, and more. Know that no matter what you look like, your struggles are valid. You are valid.
