Today I went to an eating disorder clinic that I visited last week. I walked into the cafeteria to hear giggling. A group of about 7 girls were laughing and giggling. I walked over and asked what was so funny and a 23 year old bulimic said because you “see people” “do they tell you that none of us want to look anything like you, because we don’t,and we don’t want to listen about gaining weight. We’re happy, go to a gym or the psych ward”. “Just leave us the ■■■■ alone”
Wow, I’m speechless. I know I use the f word a lot, but I wanted to hit them or, run away, or just slit my wrists. I’m taking a break from volunteering. That was a low shallow blow.
I know it’s their disease and I really shouldn’t be volunteering when I’ve got stuff going on in my life, but there are good days and bad. Yeah, they were reprimanded but they still did it. I responded “I’m the one that gets to leave today because I’m healthy. You need to find a path of recovery or 10 years from now you’ll still be here”. You know my attitude, I can’t let it slide. I was also reprimanded because I should’ve ignored them and if I respond aggressively again, I won’t be welcome. my life is just too funny…
I’m sorry. Eating disorder support groups tend to implode for this very reason. The sickest people compete with each other to see who can be sickest. Maybe that isn’t a healthy place for you to volunteer at right now.