Things with me have been.. rough. To say the least. I'm sorry this might be long.
My therapist, Jennie, is worried about my health. She thinks that it is time we start more intensive treatment.
I just want to be free of this disorder. I want things to get better. i want to get better. But honestly I'm also really scared. It's like giving up a best friend. My ED has helped me cope for so long. I'm scared to be without it.
But Jennie is telling me that my health is getting really bad. I've been blacking out a lot. I'm so dizzy and lightheaded all the time. My head hurts most of the time really bad, but i'm getting to the point I have a headache so much that it doesn't even bother me that bad anymore. its just becoming normal.
I just don't feel good at all lately.
So Jennie tells me that it is time we give intensive outpatient treatment a try. I'm so scared to do this, but Jennie tells me that I do this, or I will have to be in residental treatment by spring/summer. This is all so scary.
So the next step was getting my parents on board because I'd be under their insurance. So Jennie called my parents and talked to them. She told them what is going on and how my health is. Mom said they would be open to looking into the IOP.
So a few days goes by, and my parents refuse to talk to me about the ED. dad called me once, but only to yell at me for how many meals I've wasted. Mom called me also to do the same. But they won't let me talk about the disorder, everytime I bring it up they hang up the phone.
Jennie got a call from my dad Monday. He told her that as much as they love me they just can't afford treatment. She tried to explain to him that I really need medical treatment, and that he really should look into the treatment and let them run the insurance to see what it will cover. He told her that he didn't think it would be covered so he and mom aren't even going to look into it.
I'm crushed.
Now I just feel so lost and stuck. I need help. I'm sick. and my parents just want to tell me how selfish I'm being by putting the family through this.
I was always so scared to tell my parents about all of this for this reason. that they wouldn't react well, they wouldn't believe me.
Now I'm home for three weeks from school
(christmas break). I need to be getting ready to enter the IOP. But my parents won't support it.
I want to go back to when i was little, and mom took care of me when I was sick. sit by my bed and read me books, and make me soup. Now I'm sick, and my parents won't support me.
Jennie is going to keep calling my parents and bugging them about this, she isn't going to let it go.
I'm just crushed. I don't know where go from here and I feel... alone.
I don't know how to get my parents support on this. Or how to even talk to them about it. Well... I've tried to talk to them, they won't listen.
I could use prayer, and any advice/encouragement anyone can offer.
I'm just so crushed.
My therapist, Jennie, is worried about my health. She thinks that it is time we start more intensive treatment.
I just want to be free of this disorder. I want things to get better. i want to get better. But honestly I'm also really scared. It's like giving up a best friend. My ED has helped me cope for so long. I'm scared to be without it.
But Jennie is telling me that my health is getting really bad. I've been blacking out a lot. I'm so dizzy and lightheaded all the time. My head hurts most of the time really bad, but i'm getting to the point I have a headache so much that it doesn't even bother me that bad anymore. its just becoming normal.
I just don't feel good at all lately.
So Jennie tells me that it is time we give intensive outpatient treatment a try. I'm so scared to do this, but Jennie tells me that I do this, or I will have to be in residental treatment by spring/summer. This is all so scary.
So the next step was getting my parents on board because I'd be under their insurance. So Jennie called my parents and talked to them. She told them what is going on and how my health is. Mom said they would be open to looking into the IOP.
So a few days goes by, and my parents refuse to talk to me about the ED. dad called me once, but only to yell at me for how many meals I've wasted. Mom called me also to do the same. But they won't let me talk about the disorder, everytime I bring it up they hang up the phone.
Jennie got a call from my dad Monday. He told her that as much as they love me they just can't afford treatment. She tried to explain to him that I really need medical treatment, and that he really should look into the treatment and let them run the insurance to see what it will cover. He told her that he didn't think it would be covered so he and mom aren't even going to look into it.
Now I just feel so lost and stuck. I need help. I'm sick. and my parents just want to tell me how selfish I'm being by putting the family through this.
I was always so scared to tell my parents about all of this for this reason. that they wouldn't react well, they wouldn't believe me.
Now I'm home for three weeks from school
I want to go back to when i was little, and mom took care of me when I was sick. sit by my bed and read me books, and make me soup. Now I'm sick, and my parents won't support me.
Jennie is going to keep calling my parents and bugging them about this, she isn't going to let it go.
I'm just crushed. I don't know where go from here and I feel... alone.
I don't know how to get my parents support on this. Or how to even talk to them about it. Well... I've tried to talk to them, they won't listen.
I could use prayer, and any advice/encouragement anyone can offer.
I'm just so crushed.

All Bethany was asking for was support, and now we're going on and on about how professional help isn't as useful as familial support.