67233) One day I told my parents about my ED because that day I just felt so god damn alone it hurt. They think I told them so I could get help… I dont want help. I just didn’t wanna be alone. Now I have to pretend I’m “recovering,” even though I’m not… I wish I had never even told them. And now it kills me that I’m lying to them even more than I did when they didn’t know about my ED.
(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)
